When fathers fail
Homes run out of enchanting quietude and harmony
Broods are set to derail
With each day bolstering omens of apathy and agony
When fathers fail
All days are entrapped by scrimmages
Entangling hapless mothers and wives seeking to bail
In a realm of deprivation, assault and much damages
When fathers fail
Paternity remains abashed and dead of grace;
Living as a family becomes a futile ambition meant
to fail
With all there is to see are emblems of shame and
disgrace
All around us are seeds of sins of commission and
omission
Gutted and floundering in abject dereliction.
All around us are youngsters enslaved by alcohol,
drugs and vices
But beneath their furies and moans are abuses from
failed fathers;
Negligent and guilty to have breached a covenant by
saying “I do” at the altar
Parents have reneged on their responsibilities to
their progenies,
Mothers are frail. Fathers have failed with their
minds caged
By love of money, power and unnecessary lust
When life itself is all vanity and striving after
dust
Around us are the iniquities of our fathers
To have made hauteur a sovereign head and a ruler,
To have taken the past with levity,
To have chocked full the present with enmity,
Spawning the proliferation of single motherhood
And perhaps, the future will awaken them to the
acrid reality they have created.
When fathers fail
A generation is set for destruction in the shackles
of despondency.
Though “my people are destroyed for lack of
knowledge…”
May the Lord not forsake us in such time as this,
Where divorce and broken marriage vows become ubiquitous,
And fathers in dire need for resuscitation and
clemency
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