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The Outcast

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The Outcast

I heard their call in the far land
But I will not respond
Their deeds I will not look at before rising
Their accusations and murmurs however whack me in the face
And my tears become unstoppable
Is it my fault that I know not my father?
A first son born into a royal home
But today I walk among our people as an outcast
I am a stranger
With no father’s blessing or a mother’s love
Is it my fault I come by night?
To the home of my father
I come by night because I am ashamed
Ashamed because I am disowned
Disowned because I am despised
Despised because I am abused
It is not my fault I know not my mother’s prime mate

When I walk among our people I am teased
Teased because I have no father’s blessing
They toot all day, enquiring
‘’But where is his father?’’
Answers always arrive at my door post
‘’My father is dead and left me with no blessings’’
But I know he lives somewhere in the next village

Papa, come and shower your blessings on me
As a child is born and loved
Papa, come and kiss me
As a child is accepted by his own people
For in your absence
I was humiliated, lacerated and castigated by your own people

How many sleepless night I have encountered
When they say there goes the outcast
But papa, come and shower your blessings on me
As a child is born and loved
Papa, come and kiss me
As a child is accepted by his own people
For I am your child and a son of this village

When the ceremony has come
For the sons to recount their father’s achievement
And pride themselves with their father’s glories
Tears filled my eyes
For my face drenched in pool of tears
And my mind enquire
‘’Where is your father’s glory’’
And how should I know
I am an out cast
Hated and despised by his own people
Like a stranger
Like an uninvited guest
Papa, come and wipe the tears on my face
For your arm is all I crave for.                                  
                                                                                                                                               Nii- Ayi Solomon

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  1. Date: 10/17/2012 12:56:00 PM
    Nii, papa is all i need myself. I am different from many here on the soup, I like to think I'm "the outcast," ,, never do I like fitting in. Your poem is deep, and sorry you had to stray with a life given to you by others.. enjoyed stopping by...pd

    Solomon Avatar Nii-Ayi Solomon
    Date: 10/18/2012 3:35:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Pd...thanks for identifying with this piece. It is not easy when people call you names.Anyway i wish we can get together. My facebook name is Nii Ayi Solomon, pls send me a request
  1. Date: 6/12/2012 2:29:00 PM
    Incredibly deeply filled with emotions... Hope that you are taking the best care that you can right now <3

    Solomon Avatar Nii-Ayi Solomon
    Date: 6/13/2012 3:38:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Yes i am taking good care of my self. Its not an easy thing when the people you love keep lashing you at the back. Bises
  1. Date: 6/12/2012 11:47:00 AM
    Thank you Catie for ur kind words...its not easy when you are called an outcast

  1. Date: 6/12/2012 8:12:00 AM
    This is truly a beautiful poem. I can feel the pain and the longing in your words. Excellent! Hugs, Catie :)