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Chris Magadza
FATHER
FATHER
FATHER
Father,
I have seen your eyes
Close in death
Yet the smile seemed
To linger on your face.
I have held your stiff hand,
Felt the deep silence
And heard your unspoken farewell;
I have seen the grave
Embrace you
As a mother
Takes her child
To her bosom.
Yet I beg you,
Ndapota, please
Stay with me awhile.
I have seen your eyes
Close in death
Yet the smile seemed
To linger on your face.
I have held your stiff hand,
Felt the deep silence
And heard your unspoken farewell;
I have seen the grave
Embrace you
As a mother
Takes her child
To her bosom.
Yet I beg you,
Ndapota, please
Stay with me awhile.
Kariba, 1998
© 2006, Chris Magadza
From: Father and other poems
Publisher: Poetry International Web,
From: Father and other poems
Publisher: Poetry International Web,
Father’s name was Ndapota. It means “please, I beseech of you”.
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FATHER
Father,
I have seen your eyes
Close in death
Yet the smile seemed
To linger on your face.
I have held your stiff hand,
Felt the deep silence
And heard your unspoken farewell;
I have seen the grave
Embrace you
As a mother
Takes her child
To her bosom.
Yet I beg you,
Ndapota, please
Stay with me awhile.
I have seen your eyes
Close in death
Yet the smile seemed
To linger on your face.
I have held your stiff hand,
Felt the deep silence
And heard your unspoken farewell;
I have seen the grave
Embrace you
As a mother
Takes her child
To her bosom.
Yet I beg you,
Ndapota, please
Stay with me awhile.
Kariba, 1998
From: Father and other poems
Father’s name was Ndapota. It means “please, I beseech of you”.
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