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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=457324" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Purposeful Lesson, From A Painful Past</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I lament the fact that I do not miss my dearly-departed Dad, <br>Nor may I see as real, the relationship that we once had: <br>My Father was not the man he purported to be; <br>It is only now, long after his demise, that I am able to see<br>The man I thought I knew, for who he truly was.<br>What is past is prologue, yet not for me, because<br>Though many years have past, I still wonder what was real.<br>My heart aches for what this association was allowed to steal, <br>Both from me and those I hold in the highest esteem.<br>Oh, how I wish that it were only a bad dream, <br>But I am not so fortuitous as to see its end-<br>My present is not one my past could portend.<br>I am not my Father's keeper, nor am I to blame<br>For anything that he once did-so, why then the shame! ? <br>He was but a fiend with which I share a last name, <br>Yet, it is not my purpose, nor surely my aim, <br>To cast aspersions at the man from whence I came, <br>Merely to markedly point out that we are not one and the same.<br>I can no more help my connection to him as I can my logical mind, <br>Yet this diaspora spreads and I may never leave it behind! <br>I have ardently prayed for refuge from this horrible curse, <br>Yet my prayers have gone unanswered, and the guilt, gotten worse! <br>I only wish to awaken to a world where ignorance is no longer-<br>A world where time heals all, and I am allowed to become stronger<br>For all that I have had to endure, for all I have overcome, <br>Yet my mind will not allow riddance to be paid to these cumbersome<br>Burdens I feel deep in my soul because of who my Father was.<br>I should not be made to suffer for what my Father does, <br>Just as no man should be held to account for acts of another, <br>I should not be made to recompense for those of a Father<br>I never really knew-whose shameful ruse was hidden from me.<br>This exorcision is needed, to ensure this curse is ridden, from me<br>And all those that I hold dear, for they have suffered too! <br>The world must see not only what I have suffered through, <br>But that my suffering was not in vain-it was surely not His intention<br>To inflict such pain without purpose; His Intervention<br>Is rife with lessons for all the world to see.<br>Lessons in the way He intends for the world to be: <br>Where His children demonstrate love, understanding, and compassion<br>For each other-without bias and prejudice-and without ration! <br>This must be the lesson that He wished to be taught to me<br>And the way He believes the world ought to be-<br>Otherwise my penance was all in vain, <br>And the world truly is insane! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">-Maurice Harris,19 June 2012</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Maurice+Harris">Maurice Harris</a><div class=q>
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Nor may I see as real, the relationship that we once had: 
My Father was not the man he purported to be; 
It is only now, long after his demise, that I am able to see
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