Just A Story

afrikan papa

Maybe he never puts on a blue jump suit and a red bed sheet with an s on his chest...may be he never puts on a black suit with a b on his belt or maybe he is not a super hero at all....maybe he never allow you to play with his beards and his bald head or he is so strict you can't even look at them....any case you should give him praise coz he jus got your back.....maybe he takes you out as a family or maybe even Christmas is another business day for him....may be he inspires you or he makes you curse fatherhood....but provided you bear his name tag as a surname...you are his soul and flesh....we celebrate them only once coz they are so manly ...he never says sorry when you fall down.... But he says stand up....maybe he bears a bottles label coz he drinks himself lazy but he is the one who he is ....the father figure maybe he scolds you for his expensive TV or sometimes his expensive watch ...he might be the one whose smile is so rare or even his presence is such a scare...his voice might be so glorious or be as commanding as the army general....but his shoes are so large we can't fit even ten of us....its the fathers I talk about..... Those who slap the black from our eyes but still cover us during the rain...they kick the stup out of us but still raises his hands for a hug...wherever you are raise a bottle for him...salute to all daddies