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An Imitation of Sylvia Plath's "Daddy"
From a young age I revered you
Called you my number one man
You seemed like the perfect father
But every glass ceiling eventually breaks
The cracks began when I was 10
Daddy, I have had to kill you
Though you’ve already died in the eyes of many
Reverence escapes me, replaced by hatred
No more will I seek validation
From the man with the bottle
In the Irish tongue, you stumble and slur
Fulfilling every stereotype
Your eyes dip with forced fatigue
And your temper skyrockets
So high, high, high
High is when you love me most
When you smoke your pipe and
Put on those rose colored glasses
I could never talk to you in these times
The tongue stuck in my jaw
You snore with an Irish brogue
Erin go bragh-gh-gh
Nana and Pop-pop would be ever so proud
To know that you maintained the traditional role
Of belligerent patriarch
It is too hard to love you now, isn’t it
Seeking validation where respect has run dry
How can I ask someone to love me
When they clearly only have enough room
To love them self
Daddy, you can lie back now
There’s a stake in your diseased heart
My mother is dancing with glee
She never really liked you
They despised you behind closed doors
But no more, daddy, I’m done hating me
And have begun to hate you
Daddy, daddy, you b**tard, I’m through
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