Love Them Alive

LOVE THEM ALIVE... I write with hot passionate streams rushing down my cheeks. Have you taken out time however minuscule To contemplate the Romeo and Juliet that set your life's stage You ever paused to ponder the mystery of parenthood? Genesis says man with woman leaves father’s house to become one flesh Leaving youthfulness and peers with their vigour and fervour They become a two that is one, a mumsy and pupman Worst for some these have become the privation of every actual or potential good. Have you not deemed it fit to applaud the sacrifice of parenting? Picture your father pacing up and down a hospital pathway Unaware of unbuttoned shirts and the in-theatre curses of his Juliet While you kick to and fro, insisting to see our mother earth Until our stubborn immortality bows in humility to ancient mortality We still forget our gratias to the duo that cared and catered Do avoid a pool of tears like mine nay you won't forgive yourself If the only place and time you say Mum I love you, or Dad I love you is in a funeral oration What should be our best gift to our parents? What should be the apex of our gratitude to the organism of our existence? In and out of season, let's never delay to say Mummy I love you, daddy I love you!