December 30, 2007

I'll never be the man you were.

I’ll never be the man you were.

 

I’ll never be the man you were. And I’ll never do the things you done. But one thing I know and that’s I am your son.
After getting off the telephone with Tamala today Dad my mind reeled into the past and the power of thoughts drifted back….of when I was but a child. The things I didn’t understand you once said I would when I become a man. Or when I become a daddy. Well Dad I am almost there. I know I’ll never know what you knew and I’ll never attempt to do the things you done, but know this Daddy I am happy that God gave you to me as my father and me to you as your son. 

Today Mama and I talked about your going to war, how you fought for your country in a humid jungle land and fought for what was true and right, and the ultimate test of man well I just sat here today and thought of how young you were when you went off to fight. I could almost see you Pop’s as you fought in the heat, afraid to sleep as you had to fight in the night, and in pouring down rain. Over the years, I have grown to understand why you treated me the way you did. And know that I thank you Dad for finally accepting me as me, accepting me as your son. I am not you Dad, there will never be another you. You are one of a kind. And God gave you to me. You were my old man and I love you and have always been proud of you. 

Even though I am incarcerated, against my will, you got to understand before God took you home. There’s so many ways' to be incarcerated and it does not have to be behind bars. You spend so many years incarcerated by an evil foe hidden in your mind. As you could not leave the war behind. It took a man to admit this Dad and I thank you for sharing it with me. It took a man to admit a lot of things you shared with me. 

I watched you fight all of your life Pop’s as you stood your ground. You never cared how big he was or how small you refused to be pushed around. So I can only imagine what it was like doing the war. And that I'll never know, but the things I learned from you taught me why you fought against your captors with the risk of being killed I am not at war for the government but I am yet fighting all the same. And not a night goes by that I don't think about what I left behind my son, and my daughter, yes all of my family and friends, I understand so much now day since I have become a man. I understand why you refused to yield even when you felt bad, you refuse to show any sigh of weakness, and some times this made me so sad. Because I knew what you was up against and it nearly drove you mad. The very freedom you fought for was now all that you did seek. Here tonight I write this piece to you as the Lord take you home. Go with him Dad don’t worry about us any more. See it’s time now Dad for you to find some peace. So close your eyes Dad as SSI said and get your much needed sleep. For we know Pop that you gave all that you had 

 

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