Of fathers standing
Up for their daughters
Or fuelling their dreams
Because she is no less
Than a man I am reminded
That life gave me a dad
Though loving and all
Who is just the opposite.
My dad is the kind
Who will be compassionate
And loving to all
But not seeing merit
In women will deny
His daughter education
In her dream college,
Stop her from getting
Her dream job;
Force her to go into
A room with a strange
Man where she could
Be molested but where
He would rather she
Get the strange man's
Blessings because she
Is deficient according
To the strange man;
His keeping quiet
Accepting love and
Giving love will
Trample on her successes
When she happily shares
Them by saying: "Who do
You think you've become"
Or when she idly expresses
Herself he calls her foul
By calling her arrogant;
Well, my dad though
Loved by all doesn't
See much in me;
I have learnt over the
Years to not begrudge
Life and be grateful
For small blessings
And that life isn't perfect
For anybody: Just wish
I had a dad who though
A great guy didn't burden
His daughter's heart so
And make her feel deficient
With his deficient dreams.
No comments:
Post a Comment