O Father, how I wish you were here?
A loving tap to proud me on with cheer,
Ideals and goodness appear as endless haze,
Loaded with responsibilities I merely gaze,
All the springs passed by - stand in stillness,
have I done anything? Is all this meaningless?
Unable to aspire, motivate and proceed,
believing in a false sense of discipleship I recede,
Give me strength to gather myself up,
Mind not the distraction, determination is my cup,
Not an easy nut to crack neither am a fool,
Let me unleash my best with a smile cool,
O father, you are in my heart and thought,
I know nothing is tougher and can be easily fought!
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