Father (Dedicated to all the fathers)

P Angbhenla Phom

In the glorification of a mother
Fatherhood has become silent
Somewhere among the noise and doubt
There is a good father

He brings his best in the table
He sings the only song he knows and the child becomes quite
Quickly he takes the place of a mother when she is gone
He refuses a lover and the children remembers their buried mother

‘This and that’ and his day set in trying to please the little ones
Yet he closes his eyes knowing that his best is not enough
He has never waited for his share of love and reward
He never thought he needed one!

Middle of the night he reasons with God choking in sorrow
Somewhere in the last pew his tears remain stained for a long time
No one may ever know his brokenness and fear
But his prayer is undefeated and desperate!

A wife without a husband becomes lonely
A child without a father seldom sings
‘Father’ a call synonym to courage, protection, sacrifice and love
He earns, he feeds, he clothes and he lullabies!

His love is so silent yet so strong
His presence lightens the darkest corner
The first hero of a daughter
The first teacher to a son
Life becomes complete in the care of a Godly father! 
Father!
 



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