Ode To Horace

I won't forget how I wept for you

I wept for you

I wept

I wept while your own kin didn't

I'm not your lineage

I forsake you

I didn't want to see your face 

Part of me knew I needed to remember

I did when they were pulling you away 

And I wept for you

For the emptiness you left in me

That my father was able to fill

While the mind of the stranger next to me

And the strangers behind me laughed

I wept for you

I wept

I read your obituary

And I wept

To fill the mystery I couldn't have solved without it

Before I loathed you deeply

So deeply 

I had visions of causing a scene

Acting freely, 

But seeing as your true Jr. needed me

I wept

The feeling of abandonment seeps through 

Through the cracks, blood cannot hold together

No one had enough memories

To translate anything you have said

I almost laughed 

But I wept

To be blessed with years

And have no one come to tears

Besides the wife who coddled your ass

and the children you swore to forget, 

I understand Horace

You gave as little as possible

And got even less in return

I was blessed without you 

And my father was too

But I wept 

Because I am really sad you are gone. 

-Verdure