Kimani wa Mumbi

Cry Of The Fatherless Son

I will not mourn my father's death
I won't even be struck by his death.
I will not contribute a coin to buy his coffin,
Or for the funeral which I won't even attend.
As is the custom,
I won't name my first son after him.
My children won't ever see photos of him.
I will not tell them tales
that my father supposedly told me.
His name in my house will never ring a bell,
Neither will he ring my doorbell -
For if he does I will let my dogs loose on him,
no matter how old and frail he'll be.
His name in my house shall be forbidden.

But how could I mourn your death?
How would your death strike me?
How could I contribute to your funeral?
Or attend your funeral?
As is custom,
how should I name my son after you?
And how would my children see your photos?
What tales did you tell me,
so I can tell them?
How could your name even ring a bell,
Or you ring my doorbell?
How would I let my dogs loose on you,
An old stranger that I haven't
My eyes set on?

Forgive me.

Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 27, 2011
Poem Edited: Sunday, December 4, 2011

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  • Kinyua KaranjaKinyua Karanja (7/7/2015 6:05:00 AM)

    Great poem i understand the plight and psychological torture of fatherless children.

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  • Charity NduhiuCharity Nduhiu (9/17/2014 7:23:00 AM)

    So touching and a sincere poem. Thank you for sharing this with us.

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  • Siyabonga NjicaSiyabonga Njica (9/4/2011 3:16:00 PM)

    Wow! Quite emotional and beautiful piece. I must say, i relate to this one. Great work sir.

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