Resilience and Healing

I’m the mistake of my father,

The naivety of my mother,

The exuberance of teen age that yielded fruit;

A seed planted in a soil not ready to hold a root.

I need healing,

I need to dive in resilience

I’m not the mistake of my father,

The willingness of my mother,

From a matrimonial bed, I am the fruit;

A seed that sprouted from good soil to hold its root.

I need healing,

I need to dive in resilience

I’m the victim of abandonment; at birth, they left,

Tales like Cain and Abel, my world melted.

Death was a thief; my father died, my father became a wanderer,

Two worlds in the same scene; in its

shadow, I became a sojourner.

I need healing,

I need to dive in resilience.

Starting from the constant reprimand of my father’s mistakes,

A bond from the connection of ruthlessness breaks.

I’m depressed from his demise without goodbye,

Watching the glitter of the sparse stars, hoping he comes by.

I need healing,

I need to dive in resilience

I’m searching for healing,

Resilient in my quest to be saved.

Hold me closer, my soul in quest of peace.

Daddy, Mummy, when will it seize.

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Christopher Salihu

Christopher Salihu is a graduate of Philosophy and Education. He is passionate about creative and technical writing. He loves learning new things and is presently interning at the ready writers.

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