Daddy,
Just what was I supposed to do?
I don't know why
its so hard
to talk to you.
We could never see
eye to eye.
I wanted you
out of my life,
but yet,
always felt
that I could have done
a whole lot better.
I wished
we could turn
the pages back
to 40 years ago.
I never could
understand you.
I wished you realised
you hurt me too.
Do you know
my biggest dream,
is to have a beer
with you?
I always felt
you were selfish,
inconsiderate,
vindictive
and vicious even.
But I never lived your life,
I do not deserve to judge.
Because the things you say
are so much clearer now,
as the older I become,
I start living your life,
everyday, day after day.
You're an old man now,
I'm middle aged.
So many cruel words
have been spoken,
so many unkind deeds
have been done.
Is it too late,
to be your son?
You're a good guy Dad,
just fucked up
by Life.
Sorry it took me so long
to figure that out.
I was blinded
by my bitterness
consumed
by my resentment.
Can we have a beer together
sometime?
Just you and me,
because Daddy,
I need some help here,
and you've seen
it all.
Deep down,
I've never dared to admit,
you've always been
my hero
since I was a kid
