DEAR DADDY

Dear daddy,

I’ve been thinking of you lately.

Thinking of how to convey all that’s bottled in my brain,

how to get it through to you sincerely.

I miss you, I wish you could hear me.

I wish I did not have to seek memories just to get the feeling of you sittin in an arm’s reach of me.

So I hope you get this letter daddy,

I’ve written it down lyrically,

Hoping a song can travels through the nooks and crannies,

I know I could never get through physically.

I’ve grown much older now, I know you’d be proud of me,

I know you’re out there somewhere smiling at the sight of me.

Knowing that you did a fairly good job with me.

Sometimes, I find myself wandering into your study,

just so I can catch glimpses of a time left behind, when we were still a revelry.

But I have to apologise, I’ve had my share of anger and doubts.

I held you accountable, for a lot of my life’s ups and downs.

I hated you for not being around,

when the other dad’s showed up but you were AWOL,

I blamed you for how superficial I’d become.

I was lost and confound, in war with myself, I’d been let down.

And I couldn’t forgive you for that, you broke the bond of this squadron

you said you’d always have my back, but daddy you abandoned!

Who’s gonna love and protect mommy,

who to teach me right from common fallacy, but most of all,

Who do I follow in this big bad world, when you were the only life imitative worthy.

Chorus:

I turned to you when I was bruised a bit confused and I needed a break

I turned to you when they disapproved but It always used to blow you away.

And every time they smile at my face, flake and say I did okay,

so I stagnate, while they fabricate. I’d turn to you seeking faith.

I turned to you when I overcame my disdain with self confidence

I turned to you when they began to entertain my frame of reference

even though I know I need you no more,

I turn to you with reverence, cos it was you that influenced my inner strength through consequence.

Dear daddy

Now I know it ain’t easy, but Ima do it diligently,

knowing that you did it before me and you aced it to the nth degree.

Ima show my kid the way you showed me, how to stand confident on they own feet

If she a girl ima make her feel comfortable in her own skin,

Give them nerves of steel,

If he a boy ima teach him how to treat women right, with the same esteem,

that you treated mommy.

But most of all ima make them appreciate the little things,

money buy you means and happy things,

when you get to the top, ain’t gonna be that green,

although it’s been a while since, you’ve been resting,

My Memory is fresh still,

thinking did I do as well as you willed,

And maybe I could have been a better kid.

Now, I know you weren’t perfect, but you were to your best capacity,

I remember less, but I could’t forget, the day you turned chef and then burnt the bread.

And how you pushed us out, the great outdoors, nowadays we turn to damn telephones.

I keep thinking, would things have been different? had you not left the house,

And, why does god have to always take away the good ones?

Though, I have no doubt,

you would have wanted me to be the better person you were preaching about, so Ima make you proud.

I know that someday I’ll be gone,

but until then what would have daddy done?

I turned to you when I was bruised a bit confused and I needed a break

I turned to you when they disapproved but It always used to blow you away.

And every time they smile at my face, flake and say I did okay,

so I stagnate, while they fabricate. I’d turn to you seeking faith.

I turned to you when I overcame my disdain with self confidence

I turned to you when they began to entertain my frame of reference

even though I know I need you no more,

I turn to you with reverence, cos it was you that influenced my inner strength through consequence.