The type of man that makes my blood boil

with hair as shiny as foil

eyes that stare right through any human being

and as tall as the celling

 

he overpowers me with his masculinity

and demands "what is this i see in front of me"

sorry sir it was an accident

i didn't know it was your pride i would dent

 

he fills every pause in my speech with a yeah

a low pitched yeah

a fast paced yeah

a completely ignorant yeah

 

he'll try and connect with me about university

and asks why i don't consider the military

"it did me well, look how i am"

i do and i admit i'm not a fan

 

then when I'm not around he starts his attack

by looking your in the eyes and starting to smack

your soft face

because you didn't pick up the pace

 

he doesn't understand that you can't handle education

and he isn't a master of persuasion

rather than seeing the better end of the stick

he tells you what road to pick

 

with your head down

he makes you frown

when you ask me if i want to come around for a meal with dad

you present yourself as glad but all i hear is sad

 

but you don't have the guts to turn around to him and yell

"fuck you dad you give me hell"

because you know it'll make him break

and you might end up in a bottom of a lake

 

but with silence comes regret

something you haven't felt yet

but with years come tension

weighing on your shoulder like a tonne

 

and i wish i could as well

but i haven't the courage to tell

him to leave you alone for goodness sake

because i'm afraid he'll hit me with a rake   

 

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Note:  A nice poem about a father because   it's fathers day soon. It's not about my dad though, he's nice

PS. Copying ans pasting into this text bag is dam annoying!