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Letter To My Father

*LETTER TO MY FATHER*

 
Dearest Father
With heart ripped into rags and shreds I write ? to you tonight
Trembling hands and ink made of tears and blood
Teary ?? eyes and bloody heels like a defeated soldier
Lost it all in battle field but just his life
Father, I've failed not to fail again ??
Forgive  me  of my shameful  life

With the roman shield ?? and swords forged from carbon steel
Emperor's  orders barked at trainings  at dusk
Yet I was smacked into ruins by copper axe ?? at dawn
Father,  I failed you and your legacy

The ship ?? went sailing at sunrise
But wrecked just after the berth 
I failed once again as a captain 
Trained by a champ yet failed like a dud
Stripped and whipped like notorious market robber
Shame is all left hanging on me like an outcast 
Father forgive me for I've failed thee once more


Birthed to be the  destrier  ?? 
Yet I wallow  and galloped like a wounded horse ?? tied to a cart 
Maybe more of a sick horse that won't be chosen by the supreme knights 
Failed in the trials and heats
Raised by the mighty horticulturist 
Yet can't make a rose stead 
How much of a shame have I been to you dear father 

The local hen hatched all her laid eggs ?? 
Yet I lost my single hatch to a strange hawk
What a shame of a fatherhood 
I've laid no egg again nor hatch another 
I brought no grain to the year's harvests
Not  even a ward to help mend the barns 
The hope of Trenches to glory blown away like dust
Shame have I brought upon you from my long sojourn, father


Stripped of my knighthood 
Lost the honours bestowed on me by the gods
Not sold for a pot of porridge 
But what's left of a king whose city is raided and walls fallen  like Jericho's 
Lost my voice and left my  army with no commander 
The shepherd is  smitten and the herd is scattered 
The wolves are having a field day
The sheep's  blood smear the pastures and my staff is missing
Father, I've  brought shame upon your house 

Meant to be the Alpha fox
But lost its track in the mountain snow 
The avalanche is coming
The park would be buried 
Would they survive another cold winter 
Will the park not choose a new leader 
For the survivors from  the cold and fierce wolves raid
My competence is long hacked and butchered 
The cornerstone  is fractured and useless 
Kabiyesi, I failed your majesty 


Four decades and one around yet a miserable lone ranger in the jungle
I bear not the staff of my father 
Stripped of the heritage of my ancestors 
Restrained from the throne
The respectable stool of my great forefathers
Forgive me Father if I am a shame to you


I shall seek refuge  in a foreign  land
Where no one knows my history
I'll dump the armour of my knighthood at the city gate
And take up a life of senior slave
A tool for  the slave master 
A life of no honour  but gold coins 
Earned from barked orders and whips
I shall drop your name to bring no more shame, Father 


One plea I pray of you Kabiyesi ?? 
Calm Olori and appease her 
Her tears won't rival the ocean
Let her not drown herself in the salty pool of it
Should I be smitten on the battle field
Should never return to the city gate a hero on horse's back
Tell Adeyemi to win the crown ?? and be the King ?? 
Should I return to shore with no catch
I will never head home ??  again
And should my boat never berth at the shore again
Should I sink in the regatta race
Lucky  you father,  your shame will wash away with the  waters 
And never to stand at the ancient city gate
The shameless son is forever lost

Failed swimmer ?????  and sailor
Broken captain of the Caribbeans 
Depleted Alpha fox of the poles 
The rejected of the ancestors 
Call me what you can father 
I know I failed you
Unlike the prodigal  son
I'm too ashamed to  find a path home again
Should the horse ?? die in  the field 
Hide him up  in the earth on the field at sunset
It deserves no glorious praise of the sunrise
Forgive me Father 
Let my shame be mine and not of the throne
For at the seventh market day
I'll be long gone and forgotten


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