The Writers' Circle

To all those who have loved and lost
To all that have faced rejection, 
To all who have chosen to carve out a new path for themselves
and found a way out of thorny roads
This is for them. 
Read On.......


Just the other day I got the news that my father passed on.
I hate to think he died, but that's what happened.
It was expected but his demise was still a shock to those he loved.
An admired statesman; the news was everywhere.
TV, Radio, internet, newspapers and all.
 
I cried when I heard. Yes I wept till I felt cleansed.
My tears were for reasons that are endless.  
I cried that I never had time with him. 
That he was never there,  to protect me with his love 
like every father should.  
I cried that he didn't even try to find me 
even when his life was at an end. 

He left when I was so very young, 
with mum who had no clue 
what to do with a child of two
He left us to the world and they feasted like no tomorrow.
On the unwanted love child, of their much loved star. 
Life's journey was rough but mum did the best she knew
Her sadness was made bigger by father's insensitivity
His face and new family glossed the front of weekly magazines
He never spared a thought for us; this very big star,
with smooth chestnut brown skin, a ready smile.

All those years I ached. Then one day I stopped to want his love
I realised mum's worth , how much she cared. 
Mum taught me real love and made me what I am today.
Her love still burns in my heart though she is long gone.

Now my father's dead, the only shadow over me is gone.
At last I am unchained. 
Free to love my life. 
And best of all
I am free to love myself.