Nearly every boy, in his journey to become a man, takes an arrow in the
center of his heart, in the place of his strength.
Because the wound is
rarely discussed and even more rarely healed, nearly all men carry this wound.
And the wound is nearly always given by his father.
The injured father is handed down
generation to generation, most often as the result of sons not hearing
what they needed to hear from their dads. Men learn, by having their fathers, dads, or stepfathers, notice
and reflect their sons evolving manhood,competency, mastery,
strength, bravery, intelligence and so on. Under the best of circumstances, this happens through male bonding and
adventure, through affectionate and approving gestures, and through a
variety of attendant verbal and nonverbal “you’ve got what it takes,”
“nice shot!” and “atta boy!” messages. In this way, fathers bestow a
growing sense of adult masculine identity onto their sons.
But when this doesn’t happen, or when a father instead reflects a
surfeit of criticism, disdain, disappointment or ambivalence for his
son, the son never fully matures. Instead, he lives with a private fear
that he is not really an acceptable or worthy man.
I Have therefore written some short poems to help heal the wounds and break the chain or cyclic event. It really isn't that hard at all. What have we got to lose by telling our dads or sons how much they are loved and appreciated. The dark ages have gone. Emotions are within us all. Both men and women.
Make the difference and break the cycle......
Don't you think it's time dad,
to get to know each other.
So tell me all about your life.
just like I was your brother.
Lets talk and laugh and have a joke
just like grown men do.
The only man on earth I love
and I want to know you.
A son and dad relationship,
is not so hard to show.
If you can't say it, dad I will,
I Love YOU, an you should know
It's Not Right
You think your father showed you.
just how to raise a son.
I tell you dad, it wasn't right
that's not how its done.
What made it right for your dad
now you must let it go.
'cause it's not alright for me
and I want you to know.
It won't make us weak,
it'll on make us strong.
So I'll tell you, I love you Dad,
so I can right this wrong.
For Dad To Read
Dad if you are reading this,
then you know how I feel.
I'm just so sick and tired,
Of hiding what I feel.
Tell me Dad, where's the crime
for a Son to say.
How much he loves his father,
each and every day.
Did I breach the unsaid rule,
did I knock you off track.
Or is it that, you just fear,
than you can't say it back.
It's not a crime, or an offense,
in fact it makes me proud.
to lift the veil of this rot,
and shout it out allowed.
HopAd1
At times I thought
you were to hard on me
But now I understand,
why you had to be.
without your guidance,
I never would.
With love and patience
you gave me insight.
You taught me respect
wrong and right.
Looking back to the start
where it all begun.
Dad, I'm so proud,
when you call me your SON.
I know it seems we're not so close,
so I guess this has to end.
I am no longer, just you Son,
for now I am your Friend.
I'll Never Wait
I Love you's aren't so hard to say,
and I've often wondered why.
I will not wait to, to be the son,
who says it, as you die.
I've to often heard this story
of all things left unsaid.
Why cry, when you had the chance,
before your dad was dead.
So I will not wait another day
and without further ado.
This is what I have to say
Dad, this son Loves You.
Just Like My Dad
The older I get the more I can see.
everything a dad has to be.
I may have acted like I never heard.
But dad I tell you I got every word.
Dad you thought I didn't see
but I remember all you taught me.
All of life's lessens ,along the way.
is the reason I am a good man today.
I've got all your virtues, honest and just.
the man that I am, is one you can trust.
All that I am, in all that you see.
Is all of the good, you taught me to be.
I am so happy, to be your son,
A first class ticket all the way,
I truly have been blessed.
You teach me all life's lessons,
and all right things to do.
When my time comes, I'm going to be
a great dad, just like you.
I wonder if I chose you dad,
way before my birth.
I wonder if I already knew,
you were waiting for me on earth.
I often wonder if there,
is more than we can see.
So maybe dad, this is just how
it's all meant to be.
I may have known before I came,
and chose you from the rest.
If that is the case,Dad,
then I know, I chose the best.
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