“Sins of our father”
Sins of our father’s.A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can learn kindness from living and seeing hate and violence. Father’s eyes and anger
Is my Father’s eyes and anger. I told you. Love should bring calm and peace. Violence. Sweet friend. I tried to lock the demon up. I must walk away for a moment. My world is falling apart. I will keep quiet. We need kind words. I will pray to the God of life and death Coyote My Father When I look into the mirror. Have I become what I despised all my life? Will I become like you? Can I stop my journey to man-hood? Have I travel too far? Am I destine to hurt everyone? If I chose my own road. Coyote Sins of the fathers My father fought in wars. He was a Mexican/Ojibwa man with no place to go. He demanded respect and never allow anyone to He told me. “You will get a education and make them respect you. My father watched me succeed. Now I have lived a good life. “My father’s sins made me go in the right He asks me once. “Remember son. You must pray for me. Children must pray for I pray he is with his Soldier brother’s in paradise. Drinking to a good day. I believe a kind God forgive the sins of men lost in the turmoil of hate and prejudice. The sin of our father’s must teach us the better road. Coyote I
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I loved this John, the poignant reflection was a beautiful tribute
Xx Paris
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Thank you. We do learn from our elders.
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Courage. Compassion. Forgiveness. Gracias.
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We need all four words. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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i can see you with sadness and anger…..but he is your father. His life is the continuation of your life but you have the option to straighten up yours and your father’s lives. He’s still a father to you.
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No anger. Just understanding. We must live a life to understand another person life. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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