Mathieu Tallegas

Quiet psychological thrillers about identity, silence, and survival.

Generations

Haphazardly I learned what my father never taught,
Alone, facing, the world I struggled to grow,
I hope mistakes with my son I committed not.

My nascent ideas had to strive without support,
Which means credit to anyone I do not owe,
Haphazardly I learned what my father never taught.

Through subtle or painful teachings my son was wrought,
I truly tried to be a better father, of that I know,
I hope mistakes with my son I committed not.

So he does not need to endure what I fought,
Even today my own path forward I plough,
Haphazardly I learned what my father never taught.

My son always made me proud, even as a tot,
Incredible drive surely he will continue to show,
I hope mistakes with my son I committed not.

Together bound by an undeniable genetic knot,
Fathers only wish for their sons to avoid woe,
Haphazardly I learned what my father never taught,
I hope mistakes with my son I committed not.