Felicity My Daughter Poem by Bounce Edet

Felicity My Daughter



Felicity my daughter

I pray this journey take you further

In life you will never surfer

The labor room was like a hell fire

The day you were to come forth from your mother

I had already prepared to become a father

The nine months journey as come this far

All recorded was our intent prayers

My dear something almost stops us at the border

I have to make sure we conquer

Felicity my daughter

I wish this life serve s you better


I look good in this generational uniform

Stepping out into the battle field with my AK47

This war will never end till we cross the border

So many challenges sometime I took ill with little fever

No water no food but the battle must continue

Battalion in the battle field now become very few

This tragic comedy seems it will see no end

The best place we slept was the unknown tent

The uniform is tore, old and turned to rags

Even from when I took it from my dad

My dear you will not inherit this from me

My shoe depleted and I get tired so many dead before me

Felicity my daughter

Wish this wind blow you higher


You came when we least expected it

And become the most precious seed

That lightens up the garden of these wonderful couple

And now we are well able and capable

Going to mum introduction rite with small wallet

Yet everything they needed they collect

What a blessing of God in disguise

I love you my dear no be chaise

I will keep fighting for you even when am no more here

Where ever you go I and your mum will be there

The sun will wait for you before it sets

The moon will tarry until you get set

Sometimes unan-na okog eyak-ami ka-fi but you are bless - - - - - 9

Despite all the challenges you are still the best

Felicity my daughter

I pray you do more than your father


Today I have taken the battle to the gate

My dear you can now eat cake

Such was very rear for I and your mum

We do zip cassava throughout a whole month

Even at then we were hopeful

Now life has given us what we are entitled

Live hit us a millions times hard

We were able to rise up and move ahead

Sometimes we express fears but we bit it

We experience some doubt yet we overcome it

My hands get dirty si-nki-lia abak - - - - - - - - - - -10

Because something's we needed to do akog - ekebak - - - - 11

In this whole world there was no place to call our own

Today we have the most wonderful home

Felicity my daughter

I Will keep praying for you forever

Friday, April 14, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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