Can I feel a father I spoke
and Can I a son said he

the father and son
at conflicts
as centuries swung by

A tired step
and that look from him
A deep voice talking of
his pit falls and victories
telling me I may walk my walk
but I have a finger to help said he

I knew I was free
in my muteness I expressed
let my mind rise or fall
for I wanted to be all by me
and hence I was blind to the finger
you rose

I know you thought exactly as I spoke
before you crossed this tunnel of age
hence can I feel a father
who was once a son that he felt