Like Father Like Son

Abis mlaku-mlaku dari blog ke blog, gak sengaja nemu ini, saya jadi inget pernah baca tulisan yang membahas masalah like father like son ini. Sampeyan tentunya tau lagu “Cats In The Craddle” tho? Itu lho, yang aslinya lagunya mbah Harry Chapin yang dinyanyiin lagi sama Ugly Kid Joe, kalo ndak tau berarti sampeyan ndak gawul! Pernahkah sampeyan memperhatikan liriknya? Kalo belum monggo sampeyan pelototi liriknya di bawah ini

My child arrived just the other day
Came to the world in the usual way
But there were planes to catch and bills to pay
He learned to walk while I was away
He was talkin’ ‘fore I knew it
And as he grew he said,
“I’m gonna be like you, Dad,
You know I’m gonna be like you.”

And the cat’s in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man ‘n the moon.
“When you comin’ home?”
“Son, I don’t know when. We’ll get together then.
You know we’ll have a good time then.”

Well, my son turned ten just the other day.
He said, “Thanks for the ball, Dad. Come on, let’s play.
Could you teach me to throw?”
I said, “Not today. I got a lot to do.”
He said, “That’s okay.” And he walked away and he smiled and he said,
“You know, I’m gonna be like him, yeah.
You know I’m gonna be like him.”

Well, he came from college just the other day,
So much like a man I just had to say,
“I’m proud of you. Could you sit for a while?”
He shook his head and he said with a smile,
“What I’d really like, Dad, is to borrow the car keys.
See you later. Can I have them please ?”

I’ve long since retired, my son’s moved away.
I called him up just the other day.
“I’d like to see you, if you don’t mind.”
He said, “I’d love to, Dad, if I could find the time.
You see my new job’s a hassle and the kids have the flu,
But it’s sure nice talkin’ to you, Dad.
It’s been sure nice talkin’ to you.”
And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me,
He’d grown up just like me.
My boy was just like me.

Baca liriknya saya jadi merasa bersalah sama anak saya yang sering saya tinggal pijet leyeh-leyeh setelah pulang kantor dengan alasan capek. Dia saya biarin maen sama ibunya saja yang kantornya dalem kota, yang tentunya ndak secapek saya yang harus mancal sepeda motor 100km tiap hari. Lirik lagu ini yang mbikin saya tersentak, plus campur ketakutan kalo sampe anak saya selama ini ternyata ndak menikmati rasanya punya bapak.

sampeyan tentunya ndak punya cita-cita bakal mendapat perlakuan kayak bapak-bapak yang diceritain di lagu itu tho?