Yoruba will say, "Baba kú, baba kù" - "When a father leaves there is another father"
For real, it seems you are fatherless,
And your bird has been made featherless,
Your fearless heart has been made fearful,
From the thought of how to survive,
Without a figure called, "father."
I come bearing good tidings,
You have a father,
Your bird has feathers, strong ones,
Strong enough to fly and soar!
Though your mortal father may die,
You have a Father, immortal.
And see, He's closer than you expected,
He speaks more often than you can imagine,
He's more valuable, more worthy,
Count yourself lucky, to have a Father,
So caring, so tender, so Kind,
You have a Father, a Royal One.
You now have the royal bloodline,
When your mortal father died,
It may have seem that the world will end,
But the world isn't going to because of your loss,
The world is moving on and you will be fathered,
Because you have a Father, so faithful and true.
Baba kú, baba kù,
A father died, but the Father exists,
Ready to walk you through the highs and lows,
The mountains and valleys, the aisles and planes,
He will even be with you in the desert,
You have a Father, so sure and understanding.
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today; doctor's order.