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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=457767" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Only Father I Have Really Ever Known</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">You never stood up and told the truth, you never even tried-<br>You simply took so much from those around you, and simply died-<br>Without contrition or even shame for all that you had done to so many-<br>Instead, I was left to carry guilt for a Father that did not have any.<br>The simple fact that you helped to procreate me, seemed to suffice, <br>As reason for the deceit and bias of many, the iniquitous price<br>That I was asked to pay, simply for who my Father was, <br>When I am no more responsible, for what my Father does, <br>Than those that you victimized before your untimely demise. <br>This is a most prescient fact that some do not stop to realize: <br>I was just a little boy then, yet became privy to your maleficence<br>As a man of 36, when my love for you became abhorrence; <br>When the man I knew as my Father died once again, <br>Where the sorrow for a Father lost, became the bain<br>Of my very existence-the thought that I mourned you<br>And the loss that I felt, when I was never warned, you<br>Were a monster-a fact that I should have known-<br>Instead, I held on to your memory, where I could have grown-<br>To distance myself from who I believed you to be, <br>To grow as a man, for all the world to see, <br>Unbiased by my connection to you, a man I never knew.<br>Instead, deceitful asservations, of things I could never do, <br>Continue to haunt me, as a spectre of unspeakable torment; <br>Where, my erstwhile inherent rights, I now sadly, silently lament.<br>It is not from you though, that I seek relief<br>From the horrors of my heart's abominable grief.<br>I look to my only real Father, in Heaven above, <br>Who only shows me compassion, truth, and love-<br>Not all that which you espoused, and have done.<br>You stole so much from us, but I will have won<br>When I can finally say I do not loathe you any longer, <br>Only what you have done-then I will be so much stronger<br>Than I am now, and then perhaps, ready to finally go home<br>To Heaven, and to the only Father I have really ever known.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">-Maurice Harris,21 October 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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