Where Were You Poem by Poetical Analysis

For my daughter's entire existence, her mother & I have been engulfed in a horrifically violent conflict (not physically) . A swastika of accusations & demands. And as the Buddha conveyed, the ancient wisdom of the Brahmans, where there is fire, nothing can live.19 months,28 including her time in her mother, this has been my child's only life. So, I have chosen to walk the way to Golgatha & hold nothing back, not even my life. I accept the spikes to pin me up and hold me within the air, so that my death may be public. Except, where Jesus cried in agony for his father. I, as the father; cry to my child: LIVE! Goodbye, Natalia Caffery-Lopez. Fear nothing, especially not death, and live the destiny you were born to live. I have faith in you in all things. Thank you for showing me the way. I will travel it a trillion times if I must. To prove you are The One. Live babygirl, live.
[how divine, to submit this I must enter 78777, how divine. Divine beyond the scope of any feeble god worshipped by followers]