Candle In The Wind Poem by Musa Gift Masombuka

Goodbye father John,
For we shall meet again,
Things of this world you have seen,
It was time for you to rest,
Neither was the right time,
You roamed all over during the storms,
You stripped all over the streams of the country,
Everyone knew you,
You were a joker,
You were a liquid and occupied any shape and space,
You never had time for me,
Always told them that enjoy the moment while it lasts,
Party and booze were your daily activities,
Feminine you changed like a chameleon,
You lived your life like a candle in the wind,
You got sick and no one was there for you,
Your shining light was over,
You lived like a candle in the wind,
Never knew who to cling when the rain settled in,
Only death was there for you.
Goodbye father John,
May you be remembered by those who knew you,
To me you were my father by hearsay,
Candle in the wind.....
Will never shine forever,
for the wind shall destruct its light.
Rest In Peace.