Obviously Oblivious

By Myself, to an oblivious father
6-26-09

What difference does it make
You didn't know me then or now
You set your pride on delusions of the fake
And to change you have no idea how

Nothing ever more than a cull
Cast aside to be forgotten
Only so much room and then it's full
Numbers dont matter of children begotten

Imprisioned by your pride
And fears others feed
To know the truth you could have tried
But you did'nt and you don't see the need

So ironic how you fear
The victims who've moved on
How you treasure and hold dear
The ones who did the wrong

It speaks volumes you don't see
Either you've accepted thier crimes
Or you lack clarity
So where is that fine line

And now it pains to know
What was hoped will never be
Yet as far as wisdom goes
It's the only way to be free

Free of concerns you avoided
Free of the past I was given
Free of those whom you've annointed
Free to have a life worth living

Too bad the price was everything
Everything I hoped to salvage
But if that is the nature of things
Onward I will manage

The truth survives
Beyond hopes or deceptions
Beyond threats and lies
Buried in the wreckage
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