My Father

My Father is the Don
the head of the family,
the Boss, the Godfather.


He unleashed the Flood.
And he is the Ark.
He is Noah,
and God as well.

He is a ghost,
a golem, a gargoyle,
he is the ram.

He is the preacher,
pastor, and priest.
His own confessional

A runner;
He is the repairman,
the undertaker,
a symphony conductor.

He is the microphone,
the speakers,
a slow and steady beat,
a one-man band.

A compass,
an astrolabe,
a detailed map, and a GPS.


Because of him, I pick up pennies, when others discard,
because of him, I know how to say what I mean,
because of him, I don´t panic when the lightning bolts strike,
because of him, I know who I see in the mirror.