Separation: A Father’s Lament Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

Ever heard the catch cry?
Of men fathers in agony?
Wrenching bitter torn heart felt why?
Seems to echo to cut depths eternity!


“She has taken
my sons from me! ”
“And I will forsaken
never forgive her! ”

She has taken
my blood bonded sons spitefully.
Hate cries shalt never
forgive is hurt vindictive stupidity.


Yet instantaneous moderation
is fruit of seasoned good will maturity.
Wisdom’s decree is peace
forged retained in harmonious perpetuity.

I will not fight this division war.
I will not settle irreconcilable score.
I will walk forlorn quietly away.
Although my sons for now must stay.


My sons will not know where I am today.
My sons will not know where I am tomorrow.
For I have left in deepest gloomy sorrow.
A new Heart and Life I cannot swiftly borrow.


Copyright © Terence George Craddock