On Becoming a Better Man, Human, and Father

CategoryPoetry

Her Struggle

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It’s easy for me. I’m just her son.
I can’t truly understand,
How far she has come.
How hard it must be to raise a boy
to raise a man.
To teach him to work hard
and be all that he can.
I look back at her struggle
and feel her pain.
Her children she smuggled
and lived in shame.
Lived in the shadows and
hoped for the best.

They will never have to write that poem

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Joaquin Zihuatanejo performs Family Tree

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One teach 2. Teach 4. Teach More.

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It starts with one. The initial spark. The flicker. That 1 teaches 2. Much like I have tried to teach my two. Those 2 teach 4. Yet in reality they teach more. They spread. Like a virus. Like a fire. Dreams, right? Impossible! Yet it is possible. Everything we see around us was once a dream. As crazy as it may seem. Someone had to manifest it and risk the humiliation. Wait! Those 4 teach 16. 16...

They Said

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She said:
Daddy I miss you, and when I see you, I’m gonna kiss you.
He said:
In life there are no such things as real friends.
She said:
I don’t know where I’d be without you. I wouldn’t have known where to begin.
She said:
You always make me smile.

Beautiful Day

B

It is a beautiful day to say
I miss you and when I see you
well…I’m going to kiss you.
It’s a beautiful day to say I care.
Because with each passing day
I become wiser and find a new gray hair.
And the wiser I become
the more I realize there’s no day like today
and there’s no days to spare.

On Becoming a Better Man, Human, and Father