Father
poem by:
Keith Sibanda
Written
on Jan 03, 2014
My world shook with a sudden and violent force. Losing my balance, i hurriedly searched for your broad fatherly shoulders to hold on to and in that split second of falling hard towards the unforgiving solid ground,  i was again reminded of your absence. A void that can never be filled. So i fell flatly without a struggle. Not eager to ever get up... But i got up. Got tired of the sand in my mouth and eyes, wich have become another reminder of you mother said i have your eyes. Screamed your names out loud! loud ENOUGH to break the air. Never got a reply or that lousy nearly-close-to-extinction letter. So i fed myself a spoonful of lies maybe that's just my left brained attitude trying to have an explanation for everything i'll probably never understand. To you, who showed a clean pair of heels when the sky fell. Bound to return when the dust has settled.   Â
Tags: love, faith, inspirational,
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Peter Duggan commented:
Hi Keith, this was a very sad, but enjoyable read. I bet your father would be proud of you if he read this poem. well done, my friend....peter
Keith Sibanda
commented:
WoW thanks a million Peter.You have really lived up to your name and become a rock.Thanks for taking your time to read my poem .
Janet Vick
commented:
Good imagery throughout this backward look at a father no longer there to turn to. Well said. Take care. Janet
Christopher Russon
commented on Oct 17, 2020 at 8:27pm
Beautiful poem Keith .your father would be proud.
