I received a strange call from a stranger,
"Hello"I responded...
" H-e-l-o", he voiced out,
He sounded like a ghost in the night,
His voice bold and scary..
I wanted to throw the phone and run,
but my gut assured me "its okay".

The man on the other line is man i never meet before,
but he is claiming to be my father.
The man on the other string is the same invisible father who ghosted me my whole life,
Haunting me with curiosity.

I thought he was a soldier and his absenteeism was because he died in a war..
A thought I knew it was never true..
But now the man is calling with a south African number.
Telling me tales that trigger my tears...
My long lost daddy is now acting like an artist,
Holding painting brushes and coated with...