Are Our Parents Our Gods?

One day you see their flaws. You hear the cracks. Maybe they believe something hateful. Maybe they push you to chase money or live for a sky daddy. You realize they built your world with blocks that came from their own confusion. You wonder if their “truth” was guesswork. But it shaped you. It guides your next move. Even if you revolt, you still revolve around them. They remain your first gods, laying the tracks for your journey.