As a little child,I played
I wondered why my dad
couldn't never played
with me like any other dad
He could only scold
I grew up and matured
still I was part from my dad
despite being close
years later he wanted us out
out of his home,we had matured
He grew much colder
To him we had to live home
we left
Years later,I grew up to know
That's the African way
Of male parenting
Not hatred of son and dad
Now I'm who I'm
because of my dad
I'm now a cool dad
I will not do the same to my son
J