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I Am My Father's Son

from Graphite by Kevin P. Gilday

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I may see it fit
To borrow an expression or a phrase
To be executed by my tongue
Or written all over my face
A half remembered bead of wisdom
Or a bawdy little pun
All recycled as my own
I am my father’s son

A restless mind and greying hair
Amongst other things bequeathed
A bulbous sac filled with bile
A mouth of crooked teeth
Three generations of men
Who let spirits loosen their tongue
But despite all that’s said
I am my father’s son

A propensity to sadness
A genetic predisposition
Joins a hereditary dissatisfaction
Amongst a litany of conditions
Yet to unselfishly oppose injustice
Is something I’ve never done
But there’s still time for me
I am my father’s son

I eschewed tools for language
Curtailing tradition as I went
Assigned societal roles
I’d attempt to circumvent
Reigned in by lineage
Impossible to outrun
As he was before me
I am my father’s son

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from Graphite, released December 25, 2011
Vocals - Kevin P. Gilday

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Kevin P. Gilday Glasgow, UK

Kevin P. Gilday is an award-winning writer and spoken word artist from Glasgow, Scotland.

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