I have no one to call on my own,
a hero,
a mentor,
a model,
a father...

I am but an incomplete man,
of substance,
of significance...
I need a deliverance...

What am I to do?
should I live this life without a glimpse of you?
this paper is the only place I can confess,
of a grave longing from your absence...

father.
I think I deserve your attention...
I am...
so.
not me...