Posted: July 20, 2014 in V.O.C


Born with true heart, Clear as waterfall

Coming along with the laughter of all

A joy it is to hear it cry

Truly a mother’s joy, honestly a father’s pride

Huge waves of joy at the first recognition


Trotting around the clay decorated huts

With the hope of laying eyes upon his father

Boiling with happiness at the sight of food

On an empty stomach he claims to get a car

Proud is he when he calls after his father


Each morning “Dada I want an aeroplane”

Is the solemn anthem he sings.

Such is his faith,saddens is he when Papa claims to forget.

Such undying faith sails him through his tiny world

A world that holds a mighty welcome

To the king of its realm “His Father”



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