They are meant to safeguard
To secure
To save.
They can't make a flaw
Or fumble
Or fail.
We look on to them
For our past
And for what is to be.
They are our superheroes
With no hammers
Or shields.
Fathers can't break
Can't sob
Can't shake.
Come war or winter
Their embrace
Should remain.
They are made of flesh and blood
But we forget
We just entrust.
And that's why the world
Crumbles down
When great Fathers fall.
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