Still Be Missing You

I've got a lot for us to discuss, Now that life is steadily on course. We could have shared ideas and opinions But Allah had exercised His majestic dominions; Like shingles falling upon the roof, Of'times that sounds like the horse's hoof, My heart beats to talk to you Atanda, For you're my sage- My own warrior of wakanda; Listen sir, we could've talked about life's bitterness And taken cues from you on how to fight its wickedness. You should've sojourned longer darling father, But I see you each time I see your grandkid- Papa; You'll always remain priceless and irreplaceable, Baami who puts food on everyone's table; If you could look back, I know you would smile, Your boy's doing good in a land away thousand miles. Still be missing you and even though your sun had set, You're still a gem I'll never forget. Love you Dad! #GaliDaPoet!