REFLECTIONS

THERE IS A VERY LARGE COLD HOLE
DEEP INSIDE MY SOUL.
WAS IT MY RUTHLESS FATHER
OR UNCARING MOTHER
OR BRUTISH SISTER
OR EMBARRESSED COUSINS,
AUNTS,
UNCLES
AND GRANDPARENTS
THAT STRETCHED THIS COLD HOLE
DEEP INSIDE MY SOUL
UNTIL IT JUST BECAME
NO ONE'S BLAME.
AT LEAST THAT'S WHAT THEY TOLD ME.
AND WHO AM I
TO QUESTION WHY?
JUST THE SILLY ONE
WHO LOOKED TOO MUCH LIKE THE PRODIGAL SON.
UNLUCKY TO BE BORN
LOOKING TOO MUCH LIKE THE FIRSTBORN SON
IT'S NOT MY FAULT,
AND I LOVED HIM,
SO I THINK IT'S COOL
WHEN I GLANCE IN THE MIRROR
TO SEE MY UNCONDITIONALLY 
LOVING
FATHER 
STARING BACK
REFLECTING MY SOUL.