These are some lamentations of a 5 year old child, who lives in the mountains with his mother, father and a one year old brother. He dreamed to be a teacher someday. His father died in an untimely period of life where he is still very young, tender, and still don’t know what life and death really mean. He went up the mountains and talk to God to bring back the life of his father. At first he won’t allow his father to go but ultimately in the end of his trek, he gave up and let his father go on his way.
This is a 10 – syllables, 4 – lines, 7 – stanzas Elegy
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I’m here ‘bove a mountain, heaven can touch
White smoky layers, flying on my top
Hear me God, where’s father, the man with grudge
You took His happy life, bring His breath back
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Said in your prayers, together we’ll grow
Like Mosses in the Bible, beard unshaved
Cane in his hand, as you told long ago
While mother listened, the story you shared
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.You promised, to let me finish my school
Degree in college, a teacher someday
Or if not, in a vocational school
And now your leaving me, at home to stay
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What are promises for, my father dear
You are leaving me, my heart is broken
You didn’t say to me, perfectly clear
That you’ll go ahead of me, to heaven
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But i really would not, let you go now
I’ll be missing you, tomorrow and next
I have my homework, and i don’t know how
To do it all alone, don’t know the steps
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I will cry and cry, until you’re here back
Sitting on your lap, rubbing my nose red
If you’ll return now, me back on your lap
I’ll sleep right now and make you my bed
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I’m sleepy now, i can’t hold back my eyes
They’re going to close, on this sleepy fog
Look, your bed’s cottony, God has revised
Sweet dreams, Pa, took samples here in my bag
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