Thursday 14 June 2012

Love does, it has little to say (Father`s Day)

Bitch,slut and whore are wordz he never muttered to me, its true that one would rather be respected than loved but at 9 love was a far greater scheme, i found embrace and dignity in his ways for life was but a game. The totality of which he accepted my growth and adulthood took much practie to master, he did with such patience he outshone even himself, he can never be a mortal being for he understood me more than he understood himself, my world had become his,while he got lost in his. Even when the brutality and dysfunction of life took a hold of me, his lap and shoulders seemed as warm and big as the equator, for in his presence i felt the roth of his furry against thoze who oppesed and neglected me, what a beast to have such a beautiful soul. Mama,ntombi and princess are wordz he now associates me with at 20. I feel the wind of change and freedom carry me to my dream with his care and support as my wings am bound not to fail, now all i need to rmbr is i am daddys little girl"

To all those that have lost fathers and mothers, i admire and salute your strength and courage to push on and live....I pay God keeps you and sustains you....