Father whom I cannot see
Beyond my sight
Beyond my wildest dream
If you are father
Then I must be child
And something of your DNA
Must adhere in me
Love and kindness I can see
Tenderness and touch
Beauty in our very form
Yes for that I vouch
Patience and compassion
Virtues by the score
The human child is godlike
Love is at the core
But something very dangerous
A dark divisive thing
Has riven us in twain
Our song we cannot sing
Temptation all around us
We are selfish and we’re cruel
The godlike image broken
The saint becomes a fool
Where does the evil come from?
What turns us to the dark?
What makes some people beautiful?
On others Cain’s killer mark
Surely we are not born this way
A child is innocent
But we have that inner freedom
An independence stark
Without parental guidance
The training of the soul
Freedom becomes licentiousness
Damages our parole
Without the aid of discipline
We wander off the road
Our life becomes a car crash
Others pay the load
Mother father children
The precious bonds of life
These are bonds we must protect
Whatever this world’s strife
The people that we come from
We dearly long to know
And to take our place among them
God’s family you know
Brian Fahy
6 October 2021
Erris Poetry 