My Dad's Staring at me
My dad is staring at me
but the stares a vacancy
struggling top maintain life force
which is shortly to run it's course
his kidneys working at 5%
body shortly to be heaven sent
every body dies sometime
propelling you toward the next life
he knows it's his time coming
whole family towards him running
even those that are self estranged
appearing in his life again
even the stupid could work out
final respects paid from not so devout
eyes shut but can here every word
and occasionally we get a stir
and some amazing oratory
kicking in his last testimony
booming voice at dead of night
rest on the ward given a fright
Dads so tough, not going yet
not quite ready for heaven sent
final play before our eyes
struggle to the end shouldn’t surprise
fighting his corner to the end
steely determination does not bend
but rusty, corroded in the middle
more difficult to stay in the saddle
of life he's ridden with much resolve
shortly his life to be revolved
turned inside out, change of state
to a world devoid of hate
no pollution, no money to
drive you down, negatively effect you
a life cocooned by perfect live
all created by the divine above
whatever the outcome, I accept his fate
a silver cloud of love not hate
I love him dearly, set him free
the fight is his to fight definitely
the power of love can only go so far
failing organs just lower your bar
he's had a great life anyways
new beginning soon for brighter days