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I guess with death, a father’s wish is a simple one –

To believe it’s an easy, painless one, because

What is a father to do with the lifelong memory

Of hearing the shrieks, the cries and pleading

Begging in tones to “Take it away”; to “Make it stop”;

To “Help me; help me; help me…”

And so, for a father to live through the death of a son

And have these thoughts his constant companion

To his own end is too cruel to imagine, and, naturally,

Makes a father fear there is no heavenly father at all,

For how could He allow such suffering of an innocent?      

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