By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.
Who is this stranger that speaks to me?
He’s but another face in the crowd
A scar to me on humanity
It’s been years void of your love and affection
Lucid dreams of my father
What is he like? What did he do?
But violence consumed you
Liquid spirits consumed your thoughts
Influenced by powered demons up your nose
I speak to you today
A better man
A righteous man
Hunted by the ghost of the past
Hardened by the absence of your fatherly strength
You disappeared from our life
Was it tough times?
Young making difficult decisions
Your thoughts unclear
You attacked us
You hurt me
For years I cried for my fathers love
For years I ached for your acceptance
For years a young child needed the answers to a million questions
Over time my demons have passed
I have learned
I have matured
I have loved
I have forgiven
All without my father