Monday, September 19, 2022

Too Little, Too Late


How many times must my child relive his father's death?
Each time he asks me to narrate, "Baba die story", I catch my breath,

We don't want these blasts from the past,
Please get a hint and scoot away fast,

You've damaged my child and I enough,
Your lies and your greed, we no longer have to put up with, we've had enough,

Leave, just leave,
Allow us to grieve,

The loss of a loving husband and precious father,
Stop being a bother,

To our lives, 
With your meaningless half-baked strives.

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