I Am Sorry Son Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

I Am Sorry Son



Flap your ego against the angry river
i know it will calm it down just like the fierce
Looking masked spirit who was drunk to rest.
Rebuff my tears and love
I will understand your pains.
Listen to my heart pounding heavily in pain
Pleading for mercy and grace which you hung in the mountain.
Eat not and drink not but listen and care
To the written words swirling in my heart for peace.
My blood is hot, my cells against its walls for
Revenge upon my heartless attitude towards you,
Under the sultry sun, back to the street of agony.
I made you fatherless, left you naked under the bridge
Forgive son for abandoning you when you needed me most.
I am sorry son for the abuse on your father,
Calm the blazing fierce anger in your heart.
Let there be peace, let there be peace.
you may, i may, we may drive together in
Freedom towards the thatched hut where your sister
Was buried, then we pray together for her heart
To rest in peace in an embalmed palms of the creator.
Son speak and speak well for the cruelty of my being
I will under stand your sorrow.
Never in life have i loved you like a mother,
I was always there to make you weep in the
Sight of monkeys who in turn mock you to shame.
Leaving behind the royal blood flowing in your bone marrow.
The veil had been uncovered and now i realized
My heartless character to you
Only my words left in my mouth i fetched to say
I am sorry son.

Saturday, August 2, 2014
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