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Eulogy to the hero

What shall I say?

I seem to be forgetting

Yet strong memories about you linger

Yes, so fresh that I seem not to move a step

A step away from these horrible memories at all

Memories that you bore a man

A man who you later endeavoured to educate

Educate through hardships

Hardships of insults form passengers

both older and younger than you.

Just to have a degree in the house.

 

You must be in memory of that time of graduation

You had lost your driving job months before

But your son was graduating and you could not give up

You moved kilometers to find cheaper meat.

Meat to spice up the small function of joyous relatives

You knew I did not have a gown yet.

We were already late for the function at university

But you went to get meat, telling me I would get a gown

In my mind I knew you had a plan. You did not have any

Because you did not have a penny

But still, before you came back from the meat errand,

Before you did come back, I had a gown. A personal gown

Whenever I look at it in my bedroom, I know I had a father.

All these you did to celebrate my degree, papa, but where are you?

 

Dad, I have failed to forget. It is now five months

But my soul is so week. It seems like yesterday.

I have tried to move on. I am trying to move on. I will still try.

So just settle. Time will tell all.

Rest in peace my hero.

(11/11/ 2021)