Who needs a father, anyway?
Who cares about a male role model?
After all, I grew up from infanthood to adulthood
Without the warmth of a man!
Till I started growing beards,
I never knew the smell of an aftershave
Although genetics told me I am a man
But my emotions and mentality says otherwise
These were the heart –tearing questions and feelings
Widening the stench of bitterness in my inner recesses
But I must confess though
That sometimes I get puzzled
by the thought of who a father really is
‘Grew up and nurtured in a milieu where women ruled
my instinct have in many ways corresponded with theirs
I perceived I am meant to be different
But I don’t know how
Among my peers I just could not measure up
In a bit to earn their respect
I subscribed to being tough and hard
But experience has thought me now
That manhood is not synonymous to violence
And maturity differs by a wide margin from aggression
Every child needs a father
A man strong and purposeful
To tell them who they are and who they should be
For if there is no one to teach them
The society will eat the bitter fruits
cultivated in the confused heart of these young ones.
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This is a sentiment echoed by so many faces, of so many colors, of so many ages, having endured so much pain...this is a blessing...it lets our men know (even if they can't express it, as you did) that they are not alone. God Bless you!
