Dear Dad

Don’t tell me to calm down
He’s the one angry for no
Reason
Ain’t nobody done nothin' to
Him
If he wanted a clean house
He shoulda
Thought about it before he
Had six kids
That ain’t even my stuff
I can’t wait to get up outa
Here
Micah, can’t you see what’s happening?
You’re becoming just like him
NO I’M NOT!!!
Dear Dad
I’ve been avoiding this
Letter for years, because I promised myself if I ever wrote this it would be
honest, the full picture
But sometimes, things intending to heal
Only peel scabs off of old wounds
And that is exactly what I am
Determined not to do
This is not a comprehensive list of
Your shortcomings
Lord knows you could do the same to me
And love keeps no record of wrong
But my heart has and for that I ask
Forgiveness
Dear Dad
I was afraid you might misunderstand me, so I convinced myself it’d be more
respectful to wait till you were home in glory and tell our story in your
remembrance. But there’s nothing respectful about cowardice, and if I believe
poetry can bring healing I must speak it while you can still hear me
Dear Dad
I write poetry, I write songs, I’m becoming just like you and that is a
Compliment, not an insult
Dear Dad
I was wrong
Dear Dad
I keep starting over ‘cause I don’t know how to finish, I don’t know what else
to say. I don’t wanna start an argument that goes nowhere. I just want you to
hear
Dear Dad
Dear Dad, Dad, you’re dear to me
Dear Dad, Sincerely — Micah