Father
Why do I even carry your
name? That you are responsible
for my being is unfortunate. It's a
shame. You never comforted, protected or
provided. You've left me all this time
empty-handed. To abandon and forget me is what
you decided. I know it is not because of anything
I did. Nothing made me understand better than
time did. Some people's priorities are simply
wrong sided. I exist, or perhaps you don't
remember. I am alive and I am
your daughter, but you are not and never have been
my father. You are nothing but a faceless, shapeless,
meaningless figure.
poem by Shaqueena Celestin
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