All Lex Wants is a Dad Who Loves Him...Jul 02 '06 Write an essay on this topic.
Popular Products in Shoes
The Bottom Line A little love goes a long way, even for a Luthor.
I promise I'll get to Clark eventually... But yeah, I'm still stuck in Luthorland for the moment. This is another Lex poem, with him reflecting on why his father has always been so emotionally distant. I'm not sure just where this fits in on the timeline, but somewhere before Memoria in the third season. Lex is obviously deeply conflicted about his relationship with his father, and sometimes when golden opportunities to repair some of the rift seem to present themselves, he's too embittered by their bad history to seize upon them. Nonetheless, his father's love seems to be the one thing Lex wants more than anything else in the world... A Father’s Love I never wanted that much from my father, Only the one thing he refused to give. His iciness will always be a bother, A force I’ll fight for as long as I live. He gave me cars and factories and castles, Possessions that were grand beyond compare, But treated me no better than a vassal, Forever bitter that I was his heir. Oh, yes, for Julian would have been favored. I saw that when he held him in his arms, His eyes alight with love I would have savored, Completely taken with my brother’s charms. And maybe if he’d lived I’d have been ousted, The weaker son for whom he had no need, Or he’d have watched while the two of us jousted, Competitively caught up in his greed. But just perhaps - and it is this that haunts me - He would have learned to be a decent dad, To show me tenderness instead of taunt me, Bestow on me the love I never had. I don’t know how I killed my baby brother. It was an accident, or so I thought, But what if… oh, what if there is another Sinister explanation I forgot? Could it be that I found myself so jealous, Affection-starved, cursed with rejection’s sting, That I became insanely overzealous And purposely… Could I do such a thing? No words can be enough to say I’m sorry, And maybe I deserve to be reviled. Because of me, my father has been scarred. He has known the grief of losing his own child. But sometimes I still almost see a glimmer, A hope in spite of all that has gone wrong, That I may mean a little bit to him, That he could provide the love for which I long. Although I never can forgive the coldness That’s brought such torment, I have also sinned. Remorsefully, I’ll persevere with boldness Till he becomes the dad he should have been. Smallville: Season One Season Two Season Three  |
| Write the first comment on this review! |
