MY FATHER
I came into this world, so unfair
Without giving a chance or choice
To have an ideal loving father
That will make my heart rejoice.
Others might say that I’m lucky
To have him in the family
But they don’t know the whole story
Why my heart complaining today.
I see him but I can’t feel
Even he is always there
It’s better to be buried to hell
Than to suffer from his anger.
Every time I see his face
Resentment always takes place
Negative thoughts came alive
Sad memories still survive.
I always find my self in vain
Like a slave who owns nothing
He makes me feel unworthy
Even I’ve done something heavy.
Sometimes I got mad, I got weird
Just like an imprisoned bird
Wanted to find its freedom
Which I experience in seldom
His likes always dominates
He wants fame he want a wealth
He can betray his family
Just to be praise in society.
He choose to look what people say
He don’t even care if I’m happy
He plunge me into anxiety
That brings my life to misery
I need not just shelter and food
But a father’s love not this world
Not just father to be called
Yet some one behind this word
I wish I have a father
Who value and love his daughter
Who looks for our happiness
Not just his own interest
I don’t even talk to him
Coz his close in times of problem
I preferred to be in reticent
Than to heard his harsh comment
In his heart ambitions dwell
Among all, he must prevail
He don’t want to see us in rest
Everyone must work in all days
In work must like a lightning flash
Everything must be in rush
If you don’t want to be beaten
You must follow and don’t complain
He is the reason of my tears
My greatest burden for all years
Source of my loneliness and fears
The cause of my trembling fingers
He’s detestable in my eyes
But he’s the reason why I rise
I persist and keep on struggle
To release from his control
Life is so good without him
Without skeptic, without disdain
His word really burns my heart
Making wounds, unrelenting hurts
I couldn’t understand the way
How life shows its mystery
Even the pain is lingering
In my heart, love wants to reign
Then must I work harder yet
To forgive him and to forget
When all my works be but in vain
With high resolve I try again.
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