From the day you fed me,
To the time where I can fish for myself
I only wished to grow old with you
You washed my feet like your lord
And carry me around the street
Bought me everything I cried for! !
Both we were like lovers
But now you are sleeping
I tried to wake you up
But you stare at me and never moved
Are you dead dad?
Has your day come?
Does this mean I’ll never see you?
Is this my last time I touches you?
IS IT TRUE DAD? Tell me
I may not have that,
Shakur Dear mama’s voice to sing,
But I’ve Shake’s pen to write
So dad writes a letter if you cannot talk to me.
Send an sms maybe
Dear father I miss you like crazy.
I’ve grown to be a father now
All my life seems empty without you,
I only realize now that I missed you dad.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem