Daddy How Could You?
by
Leah Garrison
(Age: 20)
copyright 07-21-2005
Age Rating: 13 to 127
hair flouncing angrily
eyes shooting fire
she pounded up the stairs
and uttered words dire:
Daddy won’t you let me
be who I want to be
you’re ruining my life
and I hope that you will see
that if you give me freedom
to just be who I am
then you will know you love me
and you’ll be a real man.
he sat on the sofa slowly
and watched his daughter go
words he knew unspoken
from thirteen years ago
replayed in his mind
and stabbed a dagger in his heart
he thought about what happened
at the very start
he had been just twenty
she was seventeen
they thought they loved each other
but neither had foreseen
the baby she was carrying
threatened their lifestyles
when the test had come back red
it wiped off both their smiles
so they started to arrange
what they thought would fix it fast
a D&E would do the trick –
lest her parents be aghast
but one night he heard these words
when he lay down to sleep
and when it was all over
he began to softly weep
Daddy won’t you let me
be who I want to be
you’re threatening my life
but I hope that you will see
that if you give me freedom
to just be who I am
then you will know you love me
and you’ll be a real man.
he nudged the girl beside him
while he wiped away a tear
when she sat up to listen
he whispered in her ear
my love, I cannot do this
I know that we agreed
that it was the only way –
but I cannot do this deed
I can’t leave you out to dry
or harm our baby child
I was reminded of my duty
in words so soft and mild
I must take responsibility
and I’ll take good care of you
because that’s what’s necessary
and it’s what I have to do
don’t worry about your parents
in time, they too will see
I love you, mother of my child –
will you marry me?
when she was able to reply
after such a big surprise
she gave a hope-filled yes
as she looked into his eyes
there she saw determination
and a will to make things right
though they had made a royal mess
it began to change that night
all because he heard a voice
so insistent and so kind
tell him what he had to hear
to make his conscience mind
so when he heard its echo
come from his teenage girl
he went upstairs to tell her
how she came into this world.
Daddy thanks for letting me
be who I was meant to be
you had saved my life
and now even I can see
that since you gave me freedom
to just be who I am
I know you’ll always love me
because you’re a real man.
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This is a very good poem...the way you cleverly tell the story in a circle, so that the end becomes the beginning is perfect. You make your point without preaching and that gives it more impact....you have a talent for 'social commentary' poetry. You make people think rather than just debate and argue...Excellent!
This is such a good poem and I cried while reading it. This feeling is what makes this such a strong subject for discussion. Abortion is necessary only if the health of the mother is in question or if the pregnancy was due to a crime. I don't think that a failure of judgment applies!
(there are exceptions to every rule)
this makes me want to cry...especially because of how true it could be. I hate the idea of abortion, but other things could be worse. My nephew is one of fourteen babies my sister could have had, and he's the only one she didn't abort. I don't know who I would be without him.