A Thought on Father’s Day

I am writing this from heaven
To you my beloved children
On this World Father’s Day
The things I long wished to say.

I don’t write to give you pain
But wisdom I wish you to gain
From the way I lived my life
For you, hiding all my grief.

I stood like a banyan tree
Under me you lived carefree
While my trunk was rotting in the core
With the strains of the burdens I bore
With a very large family to feed
And many a financial need,
And with the rest and nourishment I lacked
For I starved much, behind your

I fed you and dressed you well
Sent you to decent school
Raised you stretching my reach
So much that it appeared I was rich.

To earn more to meet obligations
To god I made supplications.
He showed ways of extra earning.
They kept the candle’s both ends burning.

My famished body I veiled in darned dress.
Anguished mind laden with the stress
And strains of struggles to cope with demands
In feigned joy I concealed. You didn’t understand.

My body thinned and failed.
Unwillingly, untimely I died.
But soon you honoured me indeed
By the positions you strugglingly reached.

For my sacrifices I’m not at all sad
Children! a father is next only to god.
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‘Nothing is more destructive of the respect for government and law of the land than passing laws which are not enforced.’
-Einstein.