When he told
“Don’t talk”
I decided to follow.

When he declared
“Don’t listen”
I deemed it my duty.

When ordered
“Thou shall not see”
I obliged obediently.

When my voice turned musical
no ears were there to enjoy!

When my ears were tuned to melody
there were no masterpieces!

Emotion absent in all
more so, in father figures,
empathy minimal in most
more so, in blood relations!

Yet, my dear-
survive to challenge the shameless,
endure to extend battles subjugating the spineless,
live lighting lamps of bliss!