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We see you

My father,
My father is no special Man, if special is determined by 6 packs and built muscles.
Infact he is a good example of an African man who because of late eating has super-pack as stomach instead of 6 packs.

Baa mi
The man who through toils and sweats, tills the ground with hard labour as though he was sentenced by the almighty to be a labourer.

He prioritises providing for us over taking care of himself as he as sacrificed self on the altar of responsibilities.

Nna'm
Always in silence when finance is limited 
Quietly strategizing the next move to ensure that the home is a home with provisions provided for the citizens of his kingdom.

He faces the odds of limited resources in the streets and enters each day with a coin or the promise of a coin for the next day.

Baba nna
I call you my spartan 
For the twists and turns through impossibilities to ensure that I live a life of futuristic possibilities.

My father
I hope this letter shows you that:
"we see you"
We see your sweats in the seas of endless strivings
We see the pains behind your smiles 
We see your unwavering love at the cost of your peace
 
We see you
Through all the inflations with no consideration of limitations 
We see you father 
And we love you.
Happy father's day father, for it is you who makes "being the head" a honourable job description.

Copyright © Joseph Babatunde

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