Well, i'm not one for poetry, but I have been thinking about this subject for a while, and i don't see any harm in writing it down on paper, so please read and tell me what u think the poem is about in comments!!! Hint: Its not about bad parenting. Sorry if that was ur first thought.
tanx

POEM:

So sorrowful
He catches their eyes, not making a sound, only gazing.
Their father, their guardian,
Their light.
The same father who raised their ancestors, watched them grow old and die.
Only right before his eyes, his children are growing, changing
But not learning from their mistakes.
And he watches as they drown, drown in their own misery
That they created
And shall not fix unless the consequence becomes present.
A protector so silent, so worried for his children
But must slowly move away and let them evolve alone.