Dear Dad

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I wrote this in 1995 when my dad passed. My mother came across this recently and posted it to me. Then I translated it as best as I can.
Dear Dad
Entering into a trance
muttering words of vines
love stories you wrote were
magnificent and great.
Why didn’t you write
about meaning of this existence
even though you felt
how exhausting that is.
Take your life
and hide from everything
you decided
to be gone so early.
Dazzled in alcohol
disappointed living
was it impossible
finding Enlightenment.
To my dear dad
for your name I
compose this
bliss of Nirvana.
I wrote this in 1995 when my dad passed. My mother came across this recently and posted it to me. Then I translated it as best as I can.
Dear Dad
Entering into a trance
muttering words of vines
love stories you wrote were
magnificent and great.
Why didn’t you write
about meaning of this existence
even though you felt
how exhausting that is.
Take your life
and hide from everything
you decided
to be gone so early.
Dazzled in alcohol
disappointed living
was it impossible
finding Enlightenment.
To my dear dad
for your name I
compose this
bliss of Nirvana.
I wrote this song when I started my sentence in June 2026.
Somebody’s Daughter Theatre offers women within the prison system in Victoria, the opportunity to participate in weekly art workshops.
I’m a rapper and I thought I’d share one of the songs I’ve written.
I felt compelled to contribute so here follows a few submissions for your consideration.