I call you abba father
You turn your ear away
compete for your attention
You show me your dismay.
I try to get your interest
You rush off to your job
attempt a conversation
You let something interrupt.
I want to tell you how I feel
I am the child you housed
I want us to be introduced
Your anger is aroused.
I have no doubts about your love
I do not doubt you care
I have no need for earthly things
It is my heart that's bare.
You do not know about my day
You do not even ask
You think the burden of your name
is your whole father-task.
