Daddy Poem by Siyabonga Khanyile

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Daddy….Hearing the word just makes me smile but I’ve lived a life without saying the word with a heart that represents happiness in me.
How much I’ve dreamed of a living ghost to represent my father.
My daily prayer has been about my daddy.
I’ve longed a mission that every time I hear the word daddy the sky would fall down my thoughts and erase every micro thought about him but I believe
I’m just setting unconditional sadness by trying to do that,
His MY blood, MY future, MY steps.
Yet no sight of existence has proved happy moments with him which creates flames that Burn my soul.
Flashing back my life,
not even a single picture that determines
my daddy ever existed in my life BUT THE WORD DADDY STILL ECHOS IN MY HEART.