Less of a bridge over troubled water
but rotten crumbling boards and fraying ropes
Mother Earth is estranged from her daughter
and the Father had abandoned all hopes.
So the child is left in the hands of thieves
blind to ill intentions of company kept,
for those with duty of care takes and leaves
the Father saw this and from afar wept
But he did not step in to intervene
instead letting his child make her mistakes;
such was his effort to remain unseen
that he even missed visitation dates.
Daddy please return, and mend the bridge
I want to believe that you do still care
Daddy; a girl's on her knees making a wish
I need to believe that you could be there.
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