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a fathers poem

i remember my father how he handled stress:
it made him feel so angry and distressed:
the stress kept him from being his very best:
he felt so much less

when your raising a family:
stress from your own kids will drop you to your knee:
your kids they do not even know:
that they knock you down as there father so low:

kids they just dont care much to impress there dad:
to me i see that as so bad:
kids really show you disrespect when they refer to you by your first nane:
they are playing with your life and they think this is a game:

the arguments and disrespect i get makes me feel so much less:
i pray to god please dont give me anymore test:
i dont want to feel anymore this low:
i feel so worn out used up you know:

to disrespect me from my kids has become the norm:
thats why i feel just so beaten down and worn:
as there father i just dont feel no pride:
i feel i am on a crazy roller coaster ride;

i dont even know who i can trust anymore:
from these people disrespect i cant take it anymore:
i dont think i deserve the disrespect that i have been given:
seems they are tryin to kill me--but im still livin:

i know in my life i cant expect nothing from no one:
being constantly critisized and put down is no fun:
these kids they really think that they know it all:
well they will see one day they will fall:

i know that in this life the higher we put ourself on a pedastal--the harder we are gonna fall:
one day if we do not humble our self we will crash into the wall:
so i will do my best and take care of my own:
and i know that i am alone:

your own kids can put you lower than anyone you know:
it feels like a dirty low blow:
as a father you have raised these kids from day one:
now as they are all older they give you respect of none:

every day it seems somthing new again:
when will this all stop when:
now when the kids are older they are acting so disrespectful arrogant and know it all:
i know one day they all will be humbled when they hit the wall:

my mom always said kids they will never understand being a parent until they have kids of there own:
then and only then will there lesson in life be known:
right now they act so dam tough and they are so so quick to put you down:
my own kids dont make me happy--they make me frown:

i just simply say--if my best is not good enough then i do not have anymore to give:
i better take care of my health and go on and live:
of all my children of seven--love care and compassion and respect-i get none:
my joey my son he is the only one:

joey he has always stood by my side:
and like i was to my father joey is to me my genuine pride:

4 feb 2010////john d. jungers


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a fathers poem