Saturday 2 June 2018

MY IRISH DAD

After years of looking i found you
My long lost irish dad
After your leaving, I did not know what to do
Your leaving was very sad.

Those dads who just do not care
Make you feel excluded
An Irish accent made me stare
I need to be included

Ireland your homeland i scowered the place
Living in hope of finding you
Did anyone per chance know your face
Can you advise , What shall i do.

You did not die the way they said
You were very much alive
Killed at work, You were very dead
You ruined all our lives

As years have gone i think much more
Did you change ? No longer drink ?
Your beatings were harsh, Always so sore
Did you become a nicer dad, You seldom stopped to think.

Tracked down your folks, all Irish gems
They had not seen the side that was bad
Wonderful folks, So loving and warm
He was such a nice lad

I got the call announcing your death
I knew it deep inside
I wish id been at your last breath
Now with the Lord abide

I forgave all you had done
The violence, The fear, The pain
I want your heaven to be such fun
Forgiveness is our mutual gain.





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