So Sad-this dad or grandpa at the pool is berating his child...a child
Constantly correcting him and making him look the fool
I hear him in my outer ear with voices blurred and crumbling
As my inner ear circles with pained cries of disturbing voices
All the while trying to write treasures known only to me
that are eager to jump from pen to paper
Why, oh dad, are you so mean?
So guarded?
You are such a bully!
Your son needs love and confidence and plenty of complimenting
Oh man, please hear these cries from me a stranger
I lift up my screams of silent voice to you (oh man)and to You, Lord
My heart is grieving
I pray also, God, that You will speak to his calloused heart
Show him a reflection of himself and how he is speaking death
Maybe he'll talk to You and walk with You
Please give him some instruction
Speak Life-Speak Life, I whisper under my breath
But right now I've mostly given up and I think I just want to strangle him
For being such a meanie
Thanks God, that I am not one who acts in my flesh...today
For he is a son of Yours
I pray You find a group of Godly men to mentor him
Please Help him and Guide him, In Jesus Name-Amen!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem