In South Africa it's a holiday
But that is not the reason
It's my stepsister's birthday
So close to the festive season
The day Dad was admitted
At the Intensive Care Unit
And when I was informed
I suddenly felt concerned
Saying a prayer to myself
Coz I was stil busy at work
I felt so beside myself
A place that felt so dark
Lord I said, why ain't it me
I asked to be the next to go
Dear Father God you know
Mom's death injured me
I walked from Access Gate
Thinking, is this my fate
I swallowed countless tears
And was overcame by fear
Then I heard a gentle voice
Saying, it is not your choice
Who's to go and who will stay
At least I got you to pray
Dad's purpose was fulfilled
He handled his assignment
Your very life he has built
Someday you'll understand
©lenni-x
L