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PAPA'S DESPAIR AND MY REJOINDER
PAPA'S LINES
O death:
Lay thy cold hands on me.
Enough have I lived,
Enough have I seen.
In crowds I have been,
detached and unseen,
So what if now,
I end as I have been,
O death,
Lay thy cold hands on me.
MY REJOINDER
O my dear papa
You, a man of faith
And longing for death?
Why so much depressed
Is your stoic heart?
Fear not for you
Are loved by us all
Aye, by all, known as your family.
Beat the sad thoughts
And the gloom inside you
And the angel of death
Will know it too
That we love you very much
And need you a lot
Everything for us now
Revolves around you
After Almighty God.
So O my dad
Be not so dejected
Faith is your strength
And it is being tested
By nobody else but
The God who loves you.
So tell the coldness
Creeping on you
To beware of me
For my love will fight
Anybody or anything
That dares to even think
Of taking away you
From all those who are yours.
Tell the demons of darkness
Hovering over you
That until God decides
I can fight them and save you
From not just death
But all deadly thoughts
That dare to descend
As the blues on your tired mind.
I promise one and all
That they will have to fight me
Before even plotting
A move against you.
Know this O my old man
That your son always loves you.
