HE WAS CRAZY

He could wake in the middle of the night
To flow his trumpet of life
He called it success
He ate dirt
He sang a dirge
He had forgotten himself
He wore rags and smeared **** on his face
He was too emotional too
He could cry a lot
Painful!
There were times,
He sat down, sick and helpless
He could open his mouth to speak but
No word he could utter
Bitter tears
Rolled
He felt pain
He was a human being
He had emotions to share to somebody
People feared him so much
They ran away from him
He suffered
Occasionally he recovered
He could call me, to visit him
I felt uneasy and pity could strike my heart
I felt a lot of pain in myself
Tears rolled down my cheeks
I was young and helpless
Hands very rough
He used them to wipe my small cheeks
I felt love then
He was a caring father
Who felt and worked for his greatness
But one day on a fateful afternoon
He was fencing his garden
He ran mad
Insanity!
And his life
Took another dimension
He was forced to lead a rough life
To live like animals,
No rest
No shades
No comfort ability of mind
He enjoyed being rained on, because he forgot himself
He contracted cold, he needed no medics
He was out of mind
He suffered
He made no mistake
He worked to earn, and out sweat he ate
He had no sin or dirt
He will have a second live, to revenge.
He was my lovely father honorable Kosgei.
Who led a miserable life so long
And
Finally
Died a painful death indescribable
R.I.P DAD