POEM
When my father was (?) alive
he used to impart
courage in us
assuring us ‘as long as
I am alive you need not fear or worry
about any threat to your existence’.
Tall, sturdy and brave
none on earth could dare
to take on him straight
throughout his life.
Unlike us he
did have the ability
to fly in the sky, playing vanishing tricks
and then coming back
return with ease
with which a bird flew in the sky
which often baffled us.
We didn’t know
whether he was playing
mischief on us
by remaining invisible and invincible.
Anyhow,
with the confidence that
he is very much with us
we go on living on the
surface of the earth
with confidence and courage…
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