Am a Seed From Your rib
What could be tragic than losing thee
Not heart broken but Nailed
Would crying a river bring you following the stream?

When I least expected it your heart gave up the battle of life
Mine pounding in pain
Ommiting few beats when hearing about your departure

In a biological sense you were not just a father,you were a disciplinary however others called you a tyrant
Even though thoughts were sometimes inconsistent
but you brought them into reconciliation

How long will I mourn thee when the sun no longer shines upon my head?
will I ever forget about your existence while you graced my ears with your voice,you restored my sight,you sheltered my soul now is cold.

would I ever forgive death for the silence he brought upon your flesh?
Pardon me maybe it is a dream that you left without saying goodbye
Ain't you the one who taught to sing tunes of farewell before I leave

But its five days now
Still my question remains
unrequited
with the palm of left hand identical to yours I wrote this note of pain.
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