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I've seen my father cry



He's my stable rock, the one I lean on

I know him better than anybody else does

But I refuse to cry in front of him



I've seen my father cry



He tells me his stories and I know every line

He frustrates me and makes me homicidal

But he's raised me so that I'm strong



I've seen my father cry



I wasn't prepared at all

Just suddenly tears welled up in his eyes

He started sobbing and whispering his guilt, his sorrow



I've seen my father cry



I was paralyzed, suddenly scared, unsure what to do

Was I to hold him? Or pretend the tears weren't there?

In the end, I held him silently wiping away his tears