아버지

Father,

I fear your fragility.
In tears, I pity your wilderness.
I believed fathers were made of steels,
I thought you were always a mountain.

Throughout all years, and in between,
my bitter sorrow lays besides you closer.
I still have only grown to understand a little,
your sternness wither like autumn leaves.

One day as I also fathered a child,
I will reluctantly concur with your loneliness.
The more I assay not to follow your trails,
a vein of blood that wouldn't allow me to divert from,
leaves me in same place with greater dismay,
exactly where you've remained the enduring times.

So i sympathize you.
So i commiserate with you.
I dare to pardon you from your own shadows.
I pray your soul revives in full with serenity.

For once in your lifetime,
please reach out, confide in me,
despite shamelessness, even without dignity.

Because my belief has ever strengthened,
that God meant all fathers to be one,
most especially for their children.



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