Treasure Island

Guenael Oristel

(03\14\1995 / Haiti)

Oh! Dear Father


I once thought a Father needs to support their child.
A father suppose to be the star of a child life.
A father needs to love and care for their child.
But, you brought darkness into my life.
Oh! Dear father
How could you have becoming such a wicked father?
When we were like the stars and the skys
But that wind
Got me all confused and jumbled
Took you away from your own kin.
That is when I noticed my world crumble.
Oh! father
We have to end up here
I am sorry, but life has becoming too strong.
So, let's keep the wall between us
So we shall live peacefully.
Oh! Father
Why am I now such a bother.

Submitted: Monday, October 28, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 29, 2013

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