Everywhere I go Fathers day is in our voice
Today is the day we see our fathers by choice
Where is my dad?
Why has he gone?
What gave him the okay to inflict such wrong?
His voice still beats me into the ground
Every memory of when he was around
He lied to us betraying me and my brother
Making us believe in blaming our mother
Even hearing his name makes me see red
To me he is forever dead
It has been years since I've seen him and I'm preparing for many more
His relationship with me he will never restore
I want you to enjoy your fathers on this day
Be happy they choose to stay.

-Joseph B Schneider