I still cannot believe I wont see you again
Within me is so much emptiness and pain
You didn’t have to go,
Leaving me to face the world alone…
Wrapped in a white suit in that box,
I asked myself – is life worth living?
After all the pain, you die –
Seventy five? You still should be living
Wonder why it had to be you…
Remember your dream of making me a doctor?
Things hardly go as men plan…
This started almost ten years ago!
You were brave papa
Took your first stroke attack like a man.
I was almost ashamed of you, papa
A son, ashamed of his own father!
You recovered, slowly but surely…
And in 2003, things went wrong!
Papa we allowed our walls down
The devil seized it and came in.
Another stroke! Too many problems
And I could take it no longer.
I started having problems with you,
I started avoiding you papa…
Started losing faith in you!
But you held on and became a pastor
And died thereafter…
Now I remember you in that box
Wrapped in a white suit,
Hands on your tummy!
And I say to myself,
MY FATHER WAS A REAL MAN!
And I promise you,
I will always make you proud,
And you’ll boast to the angels of me!
And if there’s a life hereafter,
Papa,
You and I will rule!
Enyinna Onwusonye
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