To Father Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

To Father

oh father, untouched
the memory was no greater than those distance
that you were left us, so
far away

discarded on the horizons of time to a fields were
scant grasses grow

a man a part of my soul in ambiguous misidentify

toa mother who dismiss you as some forgotten episode in her life
a mistake lost in the water of time.

life issome time a dream a portrait of misunderstanding.

unkempt weeds grow to spoil the good soil,

one day i am thinking of bringing the cacti on the wayward roadsand bring it home,

and say you were kind but fortune never smile.
and life was a minimum of good intentions.

by the death of an early star who vanished from the horizons of paintings.

a prickle blooms of a cacti on a wayward roads and journeys,
solitary and vain and you were misled by your poor choices.