Tribute To Father Poem by Wangchat konyak

Up on the hill of Tangnyu village -
A genius was born from a blessed womb;
I called that genius - 'Papa' with love,
And he is my father - my solace.
He is a leader to the voiceless:
A warm shelter to the homeless being;
A remedy to the sick and needy;
A friend to the stranger, husband to a wife;
He is a mentor - a family superhero;
A sanctuary - one would wish for.
I admit, my darling is a concrete fountain -
He is a generous giver and a helper;
Simplicity his habit - honesty his shadow;
Sincerity and decency is his footprint.
He is his children shepherd and an ideal;
And he is my lovely mother's soulmate -
And my prayer to God is to bless my Papa.

By Wangchat Konyak