Real Dad Poem by Peitho Enthermos

Into the world, I took a pace,
And I never saw your face.
I never heard your voice,
I never felt your embrace.

When after you renounced a woman,
No other than my mom;
Into the world, I took a pace,
And I never saw your face.

Another man kept me as his own,
He mend all the torn threads you tore.
When after you renounced a woman,
No other than my mom.

In his patronymic, I am humbly proud.
Inside my heart, it shouts out loud.
Another man kept me as his own,
He mend all the torn threads you tore.

Under the pen, on my paper,
On a ribbon, on a medal.
In his patronymic, I am humbly proud.
Inside my heart, it shouts out loud.

You died, but still the shame
Disinters in my name.
Under the pen, on my paper,
On a ribbon, on a medal.

For years and years by,
I am living a serious real lie.
You died, but still the shame
Disinters in my name.

I marked a history,
With the name I know my real me.
For years and years by,
I am living a serious real lie.