Daddy Wasn't There Poem by Wordschef Agbo

Daddy Wasn't There

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DADDY WASN'T THERE

Daddy was there when I was circumcised, named, baptized, passed through primary school with excellent grades, applauded me with a chicken πŸ“ prompting me to do more.

Daddy was there when I started feeling the mental break down from abuse amidst friends.
He'd encourage me to face my studies Because that's all I need, because I won't be begging their attention when I Ace my books.

Daddy was there only to Js two. When I saw him climb the bike and neighbors hailed him AYUWA. his smiles never faded because I still see it when am depressed...😭😭😭😭
But
Daddy wasn't there when I first saw the tiny strand of hair around my pubic region, even the one in my armpit, I was shy to tell mum because she probably would check the size of my genitals if it's growing.

Daddy wasn't there when I saw Blessing, the most beautiful berom girl whose bosom would brush my hand and I would go home rejoicing like one who hits a jackpot..

Daddy wasn't there when I told mum I was going to the village the learn the ways of my fathers so as to stand tall amongst my peers celebrating belonging..

Daddy wasn't there when I wrote my first waec, I would have told him I camped in a choked place living like prisoners in kirikiri and that I failed the first exam.

Daddy wasn't there when I got to a tertiary institution there I met dare beautiful daughters of Eve, who took my celibacy which I had promised to keep till I say I do.

Daddy wasn't there when I craved for beer and never did taste it till now because if he was we would probably be going to drink together at Mama Sunnys beer parlor..

Daddy wasn't there when Rainbow, Favor and all his Grandchildren came to earth. He'd have made them see the world. As much as he could..

Daddy wasn't there when my first love broke my heart, got married and gave birth to two children while I wallow in pains hoping she'd someday still be mine.

Daddy I would love to have you around again, so you could play me those drums you make so I would show you the new ogene dance steps I learnt.....

Daddy is still not here now that life keeps knocking me up and down, I wish I had tears I would cry a river maybe my pains would go.....😞😞😞😞😞😞

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The pains of losing my father at a very tender age has weakened and at the same time strengthened me to be who I am today...
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