Fatherhood Poem by Dennis Go

Fatherhood is this real?
Such time goes slow before
But now like the wind
It swiftly blows
Down pass time's eternal stream.

A new life seeks dawn.
A heir to my temperaments,
My anguish, my pain,
And all my life's
Incompetence.

Could she be just
A bit like me:
Intolerant, unkind
To all uncertainties
Or she be gentle,
Tame and free
Embracing and intriguing
Life's insanity?

Fatherhood just let her be...

Let her grow up
Without her father's
Incapacity.