Inside Daddy's Notebooks
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Inside Daddy’s Notebooks
My fingers allow me to fly away from consciousness
Traveling through my own Eternal pains,
The pen speaks to the most broken hearts including mine
Meanwhile trees continue to grow as blood flows
In the midst of sorrow my heart produces hopeful thoughts
Damaged I am like the son that needs love
In three words that equaled death
One was enough to hear
All at once I became fatherless forever
Disappointment muted words that could have saved him indefinitely
Daddy’s poems of life and death captured moments difficult to tell
In the end His books revealed the truth inside the cell
Incarnation held him while poetry retained him
Curses blinded his sight thousands of miles away
Drugs gave him illusions that mouths didn’t say
Lifeless his body lay days before Thanksgiving Day,
In eleven years my final images would be the deepest hurt
In paper his written words encoded the roots to my worth
His dreams were mine
Power I have I’m to create now in this time
Ears listen to words that never lie
Poetry lives, Poetry never dies!