Father

Pacifique Niyitanga

O soldier I recall by his actions,

Character, words, and reactions

That weren't endurable

For a kid, but that made me able.

 

Oh! papa, If I were beer you loved

If I were money you always kissed

Before having drinks

Oh, jokes of yours and your winks!

 

Oh! Pretty drawings of helicopter,

And guns thou used to draw after

Singing old songs;

Papa, I remember all your doings.

 

So many things folks didn't know

About him, about us, about how

He was like my brother

In his last days, we spent together.

  • Author: Pacifique Niyitanga (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 22nd, 2022 15:24
  • Category: Family
  • Views: 32
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