Your Father's Gun

Your Father's Gun

A Poem by Dutch
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Summary of feelings toward the male parent.

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You're walking on two feet

You find your own beat
You feel the sun bake your face

You compromise your pace
You're smiling when you get the joke

You include the egg yolk
You sigh when an appointment is over

You refuse to wear loafers
You feel only a short electric stun
All due to your father's gun

 

You eat candy in small doses

You lead the way like Moses
You tell off the scamming gambler
You never got the Rambler

You have other machines to brag about

You never expect his sudden shout

You find it hard to articulate

You find the kindness to be bait

Only sometimes would there be fun
All due to your father's gun

 

The burglar doesn't make his raid
The postman doesn't ask about your grades

The farmer reports your behavior

The teacher won't find you a savior

The police department keeps a folder

The old ladies treat you colder
The bus driver's hands stay on the wheel
And the cabbie won't make you a deal
He might say "you wanna get there, just run"
All due to your father's gun

 

Throughout it all, you're living well
Sometimes theres a relief

Sometimes it can be hell
You dont take it harshly
Because you were brought up
To think and act like a marshall

 

You, unlike him, think of today

You think of others in a mannerly way

You find little things to have urgency

You feel small in an emergency

You find his questions make confusion

You don't want the styles to have fusion

You get asked "What are you doing?"

Then you think about who you are wooing

And let your mother's work be done

So thank your father's gun

 

© 2011 Dutch


Author's Note

Dutch
See if you can guess what "gun" really refers to.

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Nice piece man!

Like I told you before I bet this rocks when it's put to music! And thanks for the tidbit on the "gun" part. My brain was not working then. LOL

Great work!

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Olalla, WA



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