AM THE BOY AND THE MAN TO MUM
I was not abandoned by my father
Neither did I choose the life am living
His last words to me were
*Never see mum crying in his absence*
And now
Am the little busy bee to myself
I gather honey all the day to make mum survive
Am the hunter in an empty land
A land without trees and bushes
A hunter with no spear or arrow
A hunter whose weapon is water and soil
But in all I successfully hurt the prey
Everyday seems to be a new hill to climb
A hill higher than yesterday
But my oath is to reach its summit
It's not my fault
It's not God's intentions
But it all just started from the beginning.
©kennie
K