Poem For Daniel

Couldn't ask for anything less Than for your life being in such a mess Couldn't ask for soulful duress And the angels' divine caress Couldn't ask for anything more Than you never needing to score Couldn't ask for divine intervention In your life's most dire intersection I'll wake up and hold your hand And try to make you understand Your father's dream of truly loving you I'll shed tears of pain when you're blue I'll wake up and let you see the sun And give you a chance to have much fun Maybe see your father's point of view Before arguments become so few I'll wake up and let you hear The fast pulse in your father's fear Perhaps let you both see What's truly killing me I'll wake up and let you taste What's made your life a little waste Let you and your father play it cool Until only both can see the fool I'll wake up and let you smell Your own God-forsaken hell Your home that's tumbling down Show you a richer town I'll wake up and let you feel You missing out on a big deal True love of friends and family And a much better place to be