My Son Poem by Alufa Oke Joshua

The walls of Troy was built by immortal men,
Yet at the end
a mortal man helped in,
in-order to complete the wall,
But nothing was known about him
Because he was a mortal.
Many names has been given to him,
including write up from notable poets,
Lyrics are still under arrangement
in-order to suit their comfort of sweetness
in thought, many even wrote about him as an angel,
Yet all precious names are just for one person,
Whom i call a son,
giving birth to by my dearest
yet the third builder is my very son!
Yes, my very son,
Thanks.