As I sat on the backseat of your sister's car, I knew. I knew then that it would be the last Of the unknown that I Have cherished and loathed For the longest time.
As I closed my eyes I Wondered then, Which one of them was going to fill me in On what has been going on on The other side After all these years?
Father, you left me when I was five But I couldn't do anything. You seemed to forget that you had a daughter But I couldn't do anything. I searched for you through Friendster through Facebook even MySpace But you wouldn't do anything. I couldn't do anything.
As I sat on the backseat of your sister's car About to meet you finally after all these long years I couldn't do anything.
Had you rejected me It would have been better I could have gone crazy and screamed and thrashed and left But you didn't do that sort of thing.
You hugged me Along with everyone in the family Even GrandMama cried as she hugged me Twas as if the hugs could make up for the years That went on by Without you.
I did not grow up on hugs and Kisses. I seemed content in the berth of personal space ****** upon me at birth.
But then Each and everyone of you was a Hugger. And I couldn't do anything.
I am not an angry mass of hate And malevolence. Gone were the days when I had wished for your demise.
If anything, I feared that I wasn't strong enough For this. But I couldn't do anything.
After 18 long years I finally met my dad, along with his siblings and my cousins. It was a reunion of sorts, a joyous occasion, but ultimately, a night of contemplation and a single soul was set free.