My Father Is Dead And Long Gone!

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My father is dead and long gone
and I was never daddy’s little girl.
He just tossed his children away,
leaving us fatherless in a cold and cruel world.

Oh, he was dead long before he died.
And his death was never even felt.
You cannot miss what you did not have,
and we just played the hand we were dealt.

Now, this may sound like I am jaded and angry,
but it happened so many years ago.
And time has a way of dulling the pain.
Through the years, even little children grow.

And so, without further ado,
I’d like to take this opportunity
to thank my dear old departed dad
for refusing to do his fatherly duty.

Despite the fact that he was not a father,
 as far as I am concerned, I turned out okay.
 But still, every child needs a father,
 and not just for today, but every day!

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2016 Shelby I. Courtland

I hope everyone enjoyed their Father’s Day celebrations. I thought I would post this late seeing as how it is not exactly a ‘feel good’ Father’s Day post. However, some of us did not have REAL fathers or men who actually took being a father, seriously. My dad loved women and drink more than anything in this world and since he did, we were sorely neglected. Every gift he ever bought me was thanks to my mother having had to threaten him over it and every gift he bought me is still somewhere in my old room in the family home. As far as I am concerned, he could have taken them with him to hell.

But be that as it may, have a Happy Father’s Day and to the dads who still have an opportunity to change the way you are parenting if your particular brand of ‘parenting’ is anything like what I have expressed here, I would get on with it if I were you. Time’s a wasting and your children will not thank you for it, as you can see.

You Blacks Just Make Me Sick!!!!

Not ONE knew NOT to turn their back on THAT white shit???!!! Seriously???!!! For the love of ......!!!!!
Not ONE knew NOT to turn their back on THAT white shit???!!! Seriously???!!! For the love of ……!!!!!

You are punks and snot-nosed kids
since you lie down and take their shit.
You’re not worthy of Father’s Day.
Black boys, you’re too unfit.

You say that you’re a man?
Prove it and I’ll believe.
A man would fight, not run.
He wouldn’t cry on his mama’s sleeve.

Three punks got shot in church
by a boy with shit for brains.
Did they sit and sing a hymn
as the fear ran through their veins?

They never did a thing
to protect their queens that died.
But they welcomed in the fold
one they know has always lied.

Why would you turn your back
on an enemy that you know?
What the hell is wrong with you
when you will pray with your mortal foe?

You Blacks just make me sick
with your stupid, foolish ways.
You allow the enemy in
and wonder why you dig more graves.

You live in a state of hate
and the street names say it all.
They raped and lynched our ass
and for their bullshit, you still fall.

But you say that you’re a man
born of kings from the Ivory Coast.
And yet, it takes just one white shit
to make every Black ass, toast!

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2015 Shelby I. Courtland

I sincerely hope that you stupid Black motherfuckers are enjoying Father’s Day even though it does not pertain to you. How in the hell did three so-called Black men, do not a goddamn thing but sit in a prayer circle and not only let six women get shot, but allow themselves to get shot dead? Were they just sitting there waiting on an epiphany from god or were they waiting on god to intervene and knock the goddamn gun out of this little white shit’s hand? Black motherfuckers make me want to puke when all they ever talk about is how they ain’t going out like some punk ass bitch and that is exactly how they go out! You motherfuckers don’t look at the goddamn news? You don’t know that your ass is on every fucking body’s hit list from skinhead cops to your average garden variety bigot? When are you going to figure out that it has been open season on our ass since the first white foot stepped said foot in Africa and was ALLOWED to drag us the fuck over here? And why would that be? Because Blacks are such MANLY MEN? Hell if that’s so! I don’t give a goddamn if the enemy has to fuck up several million of us with their goddamn guns, if the enemy is in my country of birth, damn it if he is going to take it the fuck over AND steal my motherfucking people and enslave them!

And yet Black people are always somewhere attempting to point to how smart the people of Africa are. I fucking can’t see it! If the Africans were so goddamn smart, would the whites be over there owning every goddamn thing and would they have had the ability to distribute AIDS and every goddamn thing else over there? The white bastards have not taken over China. Russia told the Nazis to fuck off! But Africa and Australia have been taken over by the whites when there was a majority Black population in both and we like to think that we are SO goddamn smart? Yeah! Put that stupid shit to rest ’cause it so ain’t true! That much should be obvious even to a blind man that’s been planted! And you stupid motherfuckers are still walking around saying, “We still believe that prayer changes things!” For real? So, will prayer take us back to BEFORE those nine people got whacked by a ‘son of the confederacy’? I didn’t fucking think so!

“It has been tough, it’s been rough, some of us have been downright angry, but through it all God has sustained us and has encouraged us. Let us not grow weary in well-doing,” said the Rev. Norvel Goff, a presiding elder of the 7th District AME Church in South Carolina.

Yep! Spoken like a REAL man! “God is gonna sustain and encourage us to keep getting our ass kicked,” so says the presiding elder. “Sweet GEEZUS! I believe! Oh what faith, I have!”

Gag me with a goddamn spoon!

Happy Father’s Day Malcolm X, to you and ONLY you! To hell with you Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., and all the rest of you pansy-pants snot-nosed crybabies because you never could get your act together. Thanks to you, we got so many Black MEN now, it is ‘unreal’ and that is a fact because it is just NOT reality! Now you stupid lily-livered Black motherfuckers, suck on that! You’re NOT men, you’re fucking crybabies! So cry into those goddamn buckets that I have placed in front of you for your sad ass tears!

For Father’s Day!


How can I celebrate Father’s Day when I stare out through these bars?
And here I am in a foreign land on a mission for our stars.

Today is Father’s Day and these streets I’ll walk all day.
I am a father without a home, I’m like a dog that’s now a stray.

This nursing home ain’t great but I guess I can’t complain.
Today my kids might visit me and may they help me forget my pain.

My wife and kids are gone now and this house is empty of laughter.
I drink to fulfill a need, could my life be any sadder?

There are so many lonely fathers who could use a lift today.
Won’t you help to bring some joy and life to a dad on this holiday?

Yes, bars and stars will keep hugs at bay and we don’t wonder why.
Only the lucky ones will enjoy this day and all others can just get by.

Those locked up and in foreign lands won’t enjoy this day at all.
It’ll cast a spell of longing and it’ll also cast a pall.

Give a thought to them as you open your gifts and look up with a smile.
Don’t be quick to leave dear dad, your needs can wait awhile.

Think about those in nursing homes, too sick to raise their head
and remember the ones who walk the streets just like the living dead.

There is a dad out there that’s lonely and trying to drink ’til he forgets.
Give a thought to all the dads who can’t live with their regrets.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2014 Shelby I. Courtland

I wrote the above poem because there are so many dads out there that won’t get to enjoy this Father’s Day for various reasons. Some are behind bars and some are serving our stars(flag)in foreign lands and some are homeless and there are others in nursing homes and still others who are alone and drinking to forget. Here’s to all the fathers out there who want to be with their children but can’t. And this is also for the children whose fathers are deceased.