Movin' On Up

I still bear the emotional scars of you,
ugly red welts
that swell up inside
a child
administered a punch
to keep him in line.

Your genes run deep;
are the very core of me
but what you don’t see,
in this nature
versus nurture
is the interest accrued
from the remaining
fifty percent
in this bank of
the double helix.

I surpassed all forecasts years ago,
shattered that glass ceiling of non-expectation,
threw off those invisible bonds
locked with the key of my own fear.

I live freely.

I was never you,
and you will certainly
never be me.

16 thoughts on “Movin' On Up

  1. good on you for breaking through that glass ceiling and finding your own way…ugh on what you had to survive man…glad you found freedom and the strength of that last stanza…


    • Hi Brian,

      Good to connect with you again.

      Unfortunately, some fathers aren’t that great. I often wonder how my life would have turned out had I been blessed with a good man for a father. Just to have someone to talk to and help you through the early years would have been good. Que Sera, Sera. ๐Ÿ™‚


  2. Yes, there are painful legacies…not all fathers are good (or should have been fathers in the first place), but there is the sense that history will not repeat itself…and I’m holding onto that.


    • Yes, Talon. My children aren’t afraid of me, as I was afraid of my father when I was a child. If we care we try to make their lives better than ours were.


    • Thank you for the comment, Wabi Sabi. There are a couple of times in my life where I’ve been downhearted but I’m generally an optimist. We don’t always have to play the cards we’re dealt; we can sometimes ask for a new deck. Glad you liked the poem.


  3. Powerful write, Paul. Yes, you are not him. I relate to your comment that your children arent afraid of you. As a parent, that is what I aimed for too. It takes a longtime to throw off the kind of childhoods we have but, thankfully, we did it. Love to see you posting in the pantry. Thanks for your honest write.


    • Hi my friend. ๐Ÿ™‚ We both know what we know, and we both determined not to make those same mistakes as our parents; if they were indeed mistakes. Sometimes I think my father took joy in causing pain to children. Why else would he do it?


  4. The opening lines of the emotional scars are strong images of your childhood ~ We always have that option, to follow or not to follow our parents/father’s journey ~ And you can make a difference with your children ~

    Nice to meet you at the PU ~


    • I hope I’ve made a difference, Grace. I don’t speak to my own father. My children and I get along swimmingly.

      Good to meet another poet too. ๐Ÿ™‚


    • Because they are inflicted by those who are supposed to love us, Bob. Thank you for the comment, my friend. ๐Ÿ™‚


    • Yes Sam. The best thing we can do is leave them behind.

      Thanks for visiting and commenting. Good to meet you. ๐Ÿ™‚


  5. A good parent can only be judged as good or bad by the adult child. Stories differ. I know someone who wished he had physical discipline from his father as a child. He blames a lot of his failures on his father’s weakness, indulgence and lenience. So I suppose one has to reach a balanced approach. Different strokes for different folks.


    • Hi Cressida, and welcome to my blog.

      I believe a lot of parents do make mistakes, like the one you make reference to in your comment. However, there is absolutely no justification for anyone beating a child. That’s not a mistake, it’s a choice to be evil.


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