I want to place a collect call to heaven to my old man
That his boy still struggles to be an upright man
Never got that monumental shaving lesson
So my beard still rough with lesions
Where is guidance without a guardian
I am just a lost kid in a mansion
Mama did her part but not manly enough
Her spanking only slightly tough
The sight of my hero laid in a casket rest
November 26th,1998 got sick to death
So though I am a man i am still a kid
Because Novembers bring me to wish
Ten years on and I still mourn
Sadly your sickness not early known
I am far away from our queen that is sad too
But gladly so because she reminds me of you
I am sorry I did not emulate your temper calm
I erupt with emotions at times with fist and arm
Fourteen was to young an age to lose you
Heavier on me because I was the youngest too
Paapa you missed me dribble balls through legs a many
Academic awards and praise I won infinity
So I made it to Ghana's finest school (MFANTSIPIM)
Walked through the gates and I thought of you
Got my heart broken and discovered pain
Didn't listen to advice learnt hard to my gain
I tried finding you in every older man I met
Some good examples, others I regret
I retreated mostly into my shell
My sibblings worried but couldn't tell
So you will be missed on my wedding day
Should see my wife, pretty and gay
I needed my gentle giant by my side
Because in ten years i still ask why
I yearn for the massive hugs i shied from
A man still yearns for his father-son bond
Paapa is just another November
And I choose to remember
A decade passed but your significance withers not
A new nephew on the way, another ADOM!
So before I hang up, know I still hold you up
It is just another November, I haven't given up!
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