Put your loving hand out

[Shivty]

Father will you ...
Father can you ...
Father won't you ...
Put your loving hand out.

Father I'm begging you to put your loving hand out.
Father don't hurt me, put your loving hand out.
Father I can't sleep, you took that from me, out your loving hand out.
Father I still love you. Just put your loving hand out.

But there is only:
A backhand.
A slapped hand.
An island trapped on land
Lost in the sand.
Father put your loving hand out I demand.
But the sand swallowed me and there is no loving hand.

[Oceantide]

The poem is beautiful and heartbreaking, Shivty, and the sentiments are all too familiar (beyond my earworm of the Maneskin cover of Beggin'...)

[Redisfinallyfree]

Shivty,

Feeling your pain. There are lots of hands here for you.

Redisfinallyfree