I am a father, Ladened with the responsibilities Crushed under the expectation of the family And left outside the glorifications of mothers. I bear all the pain for all their comforts, Be the punching bag for everyone's frustrations Sometimes my throat gets choked and my eyes get moist Not for the exhaustion but for the contended hearts. I have no one to blame, For my failure to comply their needs Nor could I justify or explain the reasons I am strapped to a relationship Where my incompetency is my family shame. I say no for that expensive toy, But keep saving against my needs to buy And he knows in heart of his heart That I will surely get him that for his joy. I am tired in the gruelling race of life, My own dreams remain sealed behind my lips And my needs shrink to accommodate that of others My sentiments stifled in rife. I am the thread in the garland, Bear the strain to keep everyone together Neither seen nor felt My emotions are meaningless expressions Either to the empty walls or at no one's end. I forgot to rest in these years past, Whilst bringing up my family to content Now I sport a balding head with grey beard And loads of patience under the wrinkled skin Unspoken words of love filled in my heart. I am a father, And I don't only love my child every now and then It is a love without end It's not only the comfort or confidence I give You will miss it all when I am gone A lesson for life and a lasting memoir for sure.