My Father Poem by Hezekiah Tiamiyu

My father, the true son of his father,
In peace and unity he lives with brother.
For every of need my father takes care,
Right from my toothbrush to the cloth I wear.
When little problems and hardship rise,
He will to guide walk a thousand miles.
While I sleep at night, he sends eyes to watch;
And evils, his hands fight them not to touch.
An awesome creature by the creator,
To good sons and daughters he's a mentor.

Oh! What a most precious daddy,
When he speaks boasts of his children loudly.
For success he gave sound education,
Which for his country great transformation.
With all his caring ensures strictness,
And no one can question his holiness.
Will I not love him and his relative
With whom he made this life attractive?
For his children he will fight them all,
And to it all he will sacrifice all.