Father

loving, caring father
protection from the world
constant pillar of strength
never crying, always trying
bias, proud, courageous
but the mask hides reality
the black pit of endful emotionless
painful spiritual hollowness
painful for the victim
not for the killer
does the child feel the water
gushing into life
as mother rids the world of it?
does the wife feel the fists
disecting fragile love
as husband rids body of drink?
does the daughter feel resentment
as father kills hope
having way, feinting ignorance?
if they felt, would they care?
would their love be less?
or only bruised and forgotten
cut off from society
faking normality
accepting cruel fate
in all shapes, bodies, forms.
the love of life
could turn walking plague
bringing sickness
but never death
loving father