Father, please give me a little break ( spoken word poetry )

Father, please give me a little break ( spoken word poetry )


Father, can I be resentful with you at this time?
I know you beat me often,
I was crying and crying
But I'm not complaining.
Because I know that every time you hit me there is a reason.
And every time I stumble,
I get up
Just clean the wound and buy medicine at the pharmacy then im gonna be okay,
am I not?

Because I know that every time i was hit and fall you always have a reason,
Good reason.
Sometimes I wonder and i can't find the reasons but I trust you completely.
That's why I always just cry but smile afterwards


But Father, why is the pain of your beating so different now?


That pain that I don't know where it comes from.
The pain that I can hardly cry anymore but I'm still crying.
The pain that affected my whole body ..

Father, have I done something wrong again?
Sin that I must pay and you have to beat me like this?
The pain is unbearable.
and I can’t just smile and say that it’s okay, that I’m okay.
because im not.
The kind of pain that I can't find a cure for at the pharmacy.


Father I wouldn't say why not someone else?
Why me?
Because I can.
I will.
And I can handle it.

But can I rest for a while?
Even just for a moment?

But if not possible Can you take at least 5 years of my life in exchange for the pain I feel ..


Father, please give me a little break

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