Joyful of absence
Of how I wish you were not here
It now make sense
That I now stand firm and clear
Letter to a father
How your promises make me wonder
Like Christmas tree with presents under
I awaited you patiently like a wish to Santa
"I promise"
"I promise"
It's all I hear
It's as a philosophy
That reveals you clear
Nostalgia
A feeling I never had
All due by deeds of a man
How I were a fool of what you never meant
I longed being your s.o.n
This been a DREAM from day one
Just to see and call you father
Now I shall not say no further
Nor will I bother to call
I am a man raised by no F.a.T.H.e.r
[Israel Xaba - 2 January 2024]
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