An Elegy To My Dad Poem by Chris Ekong

Oh with drops of tears rolling down my eyes
When someone sow and reaping is not allowed
My cry sounding up to the sky
On my knees with respect, I bow

“Such is life” isn’t always a good sentence
For it may entirely ruin a life
Imagine the torture like you were serving a life sentence
Its cut through my mind each time like a sharp knife

You lived a good life as you could
Hoping the death could ever show mercy
Avoiding most life pleasure that you should
Investing all time in your children and showering mercy

We needed you more than we understand
Most of your child yet not say “I do”
Who will be the grey hair to stand
Behind us if not a legend like you?

My ink bow in writing
Praying you have a peaceful rest
In our mind you live forever
While I tender you these lines