absent father

i have no son, nor daughter, of my own
perhaps i should plant my seed, donate sperm
at least then there’d be someone out there,
to represent me, to carry the germ

he had but one son, here he is, it’s me
did he know of what she accused him
or that i exist, out there, somewhere?
Had he the slightest inkling, feeble, dim?

we missed each other by a country mile
did it haunt him, what he’d done, make a son?
her cry, rape, cut the tie ‘fatherhood’
unknown, no growing up, no toss-ball fun

what kind of man were you, my father?
what kind of man have i become, your son?

 

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http://www.napowrimo.net/day-four-7/

8 thoughts on “absent father

      1. The first lines of the three stanzas and:
        unknown, no growing up, no toss-ball fun
        for example. Just tinkering with the word order can change the rhythm, as in

        i have no son, nor daughter, of my own
        perhaps i should plant seed, donate my sperm
        at least then there would be someone out there,
        to represent me, reproduce the germ.

        I like what you say in your poem and often, I think holding a rhythm increases the impact.

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