My Son, Your Dad Is Not Your Dad Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey
My Son, Your Dad Is Not Your Dad
My son, your dad is not your dad,
Just a dad for sometime more,
A statue of dust and clay am I
To disintegrate finally.
One day your papa will be dead and gone,
Turning a deaf ear to your calls,
Papa, papa, where are you,
Are you listening me?
My son, I am not your papa,
Your papa is not your papa as he has to go away finally,
just call me for the time being.
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