Father, I must speak
As the peace I’ve held, has reached its peak
The boy I was, is thought to have strayed
But in your blood he has always stayed

I cannot hold
For this heart of mine, grows certain and bold
Shackled to manhood I must confess
The façade I’ve grown, was far from a success

I am
The youth you’ve battered with heavy disdain
The life I was, told to fear and abstain
But fate was dealt so long ago
When the faith we held made it so

I am
Young prosperity, empowered and free
Towering in confidence so all may see
But humbled by sacrifice, and hosts who may disagree

Father, do not turn away
These words I spill are here to stay
Shed your resentment as I’ve always dreamed
And restore the calm, as its always seemed

Am i?
Still the seed you’ve showcased with vigor
Amidst these chasms, that sprawl even bigger

Am i?
Still the child, you shielded from anguish
Christened a soldier, taught which enemies to vanquish

Father, you shall not despair
For this heart of mine, does not need any repair