Our Father - A Supposition
I suppose 
You hold in high esteem
The man who were by all reports 
Our father. 

I suppose 
You find a happiness 
Between the sheets of merry men
Like wenches. 

I suppose 
You see in me the thief
That felled the tree by force
Or mourning.

I suppose
You lost your numbered dream
The one which where by all accounts 
Your final. 

I suppose
You died by sword of pride
The man who were by all reports 
Our father.