Dear God,

I just have one thing to ask,
And that's my father
He wholeheartedly act
As my feather,
Scribbling down all my arts

But God,
Why did you take him so early?
Why haven't you considered him holy?

He uses to praise your name
Saying that You're the only one
Who can safe lives
Sometimes he sleeps in your house,
Protecting it from devil

Why haven't you considered me,
dear God?
Am I not a seed
Still in the seedling?
Am I not still
A bird with no wings
In the Nest?

I was still a toddler
Now joining troopers
To toil on my own

Where's your Mercy, God,
I want you to show me
By giving me
My dad,

Yours heartbroken child,
© Les June Ak