Just one of these little boogers on the loose can make you a dad |
We’ve got Fathers’ Day backwards.
Fathers should be sending their
Children cards. Depending of course
On the motility of one’s sperm,
It’s not all that difficult to become
A father. Remembering the boff
That made you a father takes
Considerable effort while the
Actual deed may not have been
Sexually remarkable at all—
Broken condoms, not pulling
Out anywhere near in time,
Not to mention prematurity
Or failure to satisfy. “Actually,
Son, you were the product of
Make-up sex when neither
Of us was really contrite.”
My case is fatherhood doesn’t
Deserve such honored recognition.
Even the same tie given every
Year is still way beyond merit.
What’s considerable is the child’s
Survival through the years when
They are teaching the fathers with
Mixed success exactly how to be
A parent—what some boys need—
What some girls need. Show me a
Parent who’s done everything
Right and I’ll show you a character
In some novel authored by a child
Of considerable insensitivity to the
Failures of real human beings.
Parents make fusses when they
Shouldn’t then overlook what
Really makes a difference. They’ll
Take you places you have no
Interest in going and wonder why
You’re not pleased. They’ll give
You things you don’t want and
Withhold what you deeply desire.
Blessed be the child not just “who’s
Got his own,” but whose own will
Let you talk to them, the ones
Who know they’re not always
Right or will admit it when
They’re wrong. The new Fathers’
Day cards might read, “I’m sorry,
Guys, I worked my ass off for
Hours at my job and lied to
Myself that I was doing it for
You to go to good schools when
Actually I was hungry for the
Glory I could easily accomplish
In my career—taking care of you
Really scared me.” Or, “Maybe
I pushed you all too hard to make
You little clones of me—pushy,
Insensitive, driving, inwardly
Inadequate, sometimes jealous of
The abilities you had that I didn’t.”
Or, “I’m grateful you were strong
Enough to get by despite my
Overbearing/ignoring you entirely
While you were growing up.”
Or, “I know I favored your brother
Over you. But he was sporty/bookish
And I was bookish/sporty and could
Easily identify with him. I’m glad
You’re maturing despite me.”
Yep. That’s how I found it. Anyone
Who tells you otherwise
Can't handle the truth.
c. J.S.Manista, 2016
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