A Father's Creed

My son, when we fight — and fight we will —

I stand in front and you stand behind.

Not because I’m stronger, or because you need protection — you don’t.

I’m not your shield. I’m your man.

I lead the way to show you where it’s safe.

I clear the path — not to make the road easy,

but so you have a fair shot at success.

Sometimes we go together.

Sometimes you go on your own.

And when you fall — when you break —

I’ll be there.

I’ll pick you up.

I’ll put you back together again.

You owe me nothing.

Not a goddamn thing.

Always know what you’re owed,

and never expect payment as a sure thing.

People will let you down.

I never will.

Because a man does for others,

and only hopes for something in return.

Make your own way.

Follow another if you must.

Nothing is concrete —

and even concrete can be smashed.

Fight for love,

or let it go.

It doesn’t all work out —

and those are lumps too.

Live life with passion,

and know you’ll piss people off.

Sleep like a baby,

because every day you fought your hardest —

with your dad by your side.

No — not by your side.

He’s in front.

Too busy clearing the way.