Death is Swallowed in Victory

I crack my knuckles and let out a sigh

The rain falls

My face tilted towards the sky

You must be insane if you think I have forgotten

Not a night goes by that I don’t reflect

I’ll admit that not every memory is clear

But I don’t consider that a bad thing

I can’t remember your voice

It’s lost to me

Everyday I see your face

It’s a part of me

I am not alone

You have shown me the way

The way not to be if I want to do more than watch TV

How does it feel to be taken down a notch?

Don’t get me wrong, I miss you

I’m just not sure how much

The tears are welling up in anger

For all the things you didn’t do to stop the inevitable

Everyone saw it coming

Everyone but you

Bastard - I’ll forever be

This name that I bear is not of my own

The rain can’t wash away the shame though it is soothing

There’s no avoiding that I reap what you’ve sewn

I stand before you today

Not a scholar nor a picture of perfect health

How am I to teach my unborn son to be a man when I have never learned myself?