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White Squall

I love you –
No matter what.
I love you.
I’m your Dad,
I’m made to;
No matter what

But ‘no matter what’
Is a pretty big deal
And sometimes, it seems,
The wounds won’t heal.
Olive branch doves
Shot out of the sky
By a brace of Noahs
Blind in both eyes
Who appear to prefer
To choose not to see
Than to chart a course
For the landfall: Me;
Ploughing instead
Through an ocean of rage
Waves and White Squalls
The bars to their ‘cage’.