This one is to Thank all the Pyare Pa's!

GOD, I like feminism and I understand how patriarchy works. From the demeaned name of churchly fathers to the hegemony of a strong god which gender generalizes to be a man BUT what exactly is it to be a man and father to someone, here goes something! 

Papas are peace-producing devices. They make a life for us livelier with monetary providences and messages about life. 

LETTER to My darling Dad:

My papa dearest,

                 You have your birthday this week and I can’t say for sure how many more years will you wear on you, like a warrior, the smile that I am blessed to witness speaks volumes of what you be, your supremacy, and your legacy.

This world is a very wicked place, but for all that I can say about me is that I am more of you and less of it. All the good things this world is embellished with … most of them are beautiful because of thee and what you be!

This world is a crazy place for all it's meant to be, I thank God for you - the creator of me.

The Crudity of this world serves a platter filled with darkness, obscenity, and meanness. Yet knowing this life with your greater goodness … These blinding violent affinities, these deafening noises – they turn to blurry buffs of light and mystical music when I think of Thee.

There’s a golden peaceful ray that emits your soul and lights my way,

For you are my charm in all of this world’s deviousness, you fill our lives like crusty pizzas are filled with bursty cheese, you are the person who celebrates my each breathe.

There’s a thing about God, He provides you with light in the dark diminishing night.

Here’s a thing about a Dad, they give you their name, secrets about life’s bitchy game, provides worldly fame, and boosts your courage.

To acknowledge a father, you can see to his plight, his forever fight with the whole world to procure his own little world. He is the one who packs heaven into pieces of numbered papers and round metal coins.

How beautiful are Papa's for all the roles, they play in the black shadow coloring our world with their blood and sweat and blessing us by making our time on earth, so worthy, so soulful.

I also know many fathers who drink, who beat or abuse, who either gamble or who supply their kids with utter unease.

I want their kids to look at their grandfathers, for a plant to grow in a certain way takes from the root to be in a certain way.

To all the kids who might hate their dad or who speaks 'em bad. I would take this opportunity to ask you to learn from his mistakes and father your own kids better. For it takes one to know one, be one to inspire one.

I know a lot of children who keep addressing their dads as either impulsive or Unavailable beings, for I would request you to look deep into their seeded upbringing and let them have the human pass for acting into their accustomed structure. 

I assure you someday, somewhere, some man is going to see you smile and salute your upbringing for adorning all your parent’s grace.

Gift your parents by forgiving them. They have done ample and enough – more than anyone out there. 

Let them have this space in your bond to breathe because they too are kids to someone and equal humans as we.

 SHED THEIR RESPONSIBILITIES,

LEND THEM A SHOULDER TO WEEP.

AT THE END OF THE DAY,

ALL THEY HAVE IS YOU AND THEY ARE YOURS TO KEEP.

Parents are babier than us, babies.

They sparkle innocence, just gift them a compliment and you will see.

THEY ARE ONLY HUMANS AFTER ALL, don't expect them to be as perfect as GOD or deem them DEVIL for their flaws.

ACCEPT THEM TO RESPECT THEM.

I LOVE ALL THE MOMS AND DADS

FOR

FATHERING, MOTHERING, NURTURING US

They are the superheroes and they produce magic

      Like

YOU AND ME.