For My Father

Funny how faith found me, when you said you'd send for me Abundance, I heard, abound in the United States of America Travel was in my blood; warmed my heart that you filed for me Humbly I waited my Quota at the U.S. Embassy in Belize, British Honduras Eagerly you awaited my arrival Reaching you, my life began anew with stern and lenient caring Safe and secured, I was proud owner of a Green card. Dad, I remembered you renovating our home before the hurricane season America saw you laboring as Construction worker and Carpenter Yes, you worked, womanized, and drank to life. * (Every man wishes to be understood with pardon and compassion.)