Father!
Tell me now
and tell me till dawn
tell me of main men
before their women
Did you know of the lad Lincoln
till someone said, the young Macron?
Yet, tells of Anaximander, Plato, Alexander
and their fortified walls of gander
Tell me of bravery with class
and the cowardice in a wine glass
may I know who Grandpa was
and why he never rode or cruise
Father!
Tell me now
and tell me till I grow
the ruin in the zeal of men
how heroes fall, if legends live the omen
how strength wilt, if meekness flourish
All ailing men wake! wake your walk
wake every foot in Trinidad and Tobago
Australia, Jamaica and India on the go
imprint your foot for Jerome, we go
we chant the tunes of Oaster, awake
Tell all tales, of your men
tell them, of your boys
yell to the world,
I am my Father
an African
domain.
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© Esonye, Great Marcel C.
Fathers are great 👍🏻