Raheem Lyttle Cephas Kiyaga
Myself, My Father, And My Son. - Poem by Raheem Lyttle Cephas Kiyaga
For being a good friend, thank you,
I'd never knew that you're my horse
To ride on, and to look out on the
When I was desguised with the
Tryna walk the walk and talk that
You see through my desguise,
You did never let me be that
For the knowledge you instilled in
Now I'm filling out some paperwork,
I search within myself to find
A way to put a blame, and queries
When I was a toddler and I didn't.
Did you ever realise, how much I
And the though of losing you
Brings tears into my eyes?
Though you taught me real men
It so hard for me to hold it back.
There are special people around
We are so special in this world.
Its hard for them to understand
The bond betwixt I and U,
Is what deepens our connection
In I, myself, My father and My son.
This is happy fathers' day.
Thank you, you dedicated me your
My mentor, the greatest teacher
I ever had,
Aint enough to put into a poem,
I just wish I could, make you
Proud of me.
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