Fathers At Night Poem by Ragy Sandid

Beset with a nightmare
Of a future to be
Combing answers everywhere
For pinpoint prosperity

From day before one
Planning ahead
Dreaming of the one
Who will take the stead

Raise the family motto
Or lead the family dream
Or be where the great ought to
Or make reality better than what it seems

More and less money in the balance
With them sickness and health
Death and life themselves a challenge
None of them put to rest by wealth

And so the father toils in the soil
All dirty from the mud worms that exist
Now these have become skyscrapers and oil
And still fathers persist

But none worse than the night
When the dream drums in the dark
Waiting for that moment of light
When everything is pure of heart

Children carry safety in their chest
Then grown, claim to be worse off than others
Fathers forever claim them better than the best
Against the elements and the rudders