PATRIARCH by ASIIMWE SAM RUHINDI
Here your lying in crypt
so silent like old rock
flowers are smiling at your life
why did you cross the styx?
leaving me alone in this furious world
would you get up and talk to me
Did you love me?
If you loved me then
Why go with matriarch
Tributaries of tears run
in our hearts always
Yawning to see you again
Vesta became my matriarch
and brother my patriarch
It's hard to bear this
feeling when it's hard
to believe your absence
your people oblated us
To wicca for richness
would you please wake up
and hold me closely like never before
And let my soft hands feel you face for the first
And let my eyes have a look at that winsome
Face that I always see in black &and white picture
Would you let my ears hear your voice
Or will you whisper to me softly
telling me how everything will okay?
Would you tell me stories starting with once up a time
As you watch me peacefully getting into dream land
Dear patriarch are you proud of me the man I’ve become today
Do you feel the same like me when people say
Like father like son….
Oh patriarch patriarch.
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