I'M JUST A FATHER

I am a father and this is my life's greatest adventure
I'm not the conqueror of the world
But the hero in the heart of every child
I'm not perfect, no! I'm not flawless
But the banner of my responsibility never recedes.
I'm the captain of the great seed of promise

I am a priest, attained in ordinance of the holy orders
I am a patriarch, from my loins proceeds the gathering of stars
I am a founder, the cornerstone of our nations liberty
I am an author, I thrive with the deepest yearning of my soul
I am a lover, such who dares it all to incite your happiness
I am a king, simply because I do not forget: I am a father!

I'm neither an anchor to hold you back
Nor the seamless sail to get you there
But a guiding light whose beacon gleam in the dark
I'm the noble glimpse of the divine
I share a sacred title with the deities
I'm but a father and my heart is the master piece of nature

I am the famous king of the castles
I am the love of a mother, the smiles of a child
I am a dad, an imperative model to every lad
I faithfully toil to make many dreams come true
Never complaining, ever concerned
I take the plague to give the smiles

I am nobility and strength, the legendary crown of all time
I'll be gone to fight your wars and behind me will be the trail of honor
I'll give my all and the stars will remind you of how much I care
The purity in the eyes of my little child bids me to struggles
With a thousand shields and spears I'll make for her a sanctuary
To stand high and proud at the springtide of peerless virtues

I am the glowing crest in the heart of the oceans
The first love of every daughter, the last of every mother
My compassion is stuck in the eyes of my little child
My bowels is stirred against the odds of my little beloved
When all she can do is but cry
Each drop of her tears speaks a thousand words in minutes of embrace

Fatherhood isn't just as easy, mothers might know
I give strong and tender rebuke, though it's hard to do
I hold the rod of disciplines and the ornaments of love
I nurture my seed teaching them fear and courage
That they may discern the instance of flight and the hour to fight
I remain the understanding heart their little fingers comes to hold

I am the temperate whisper that is unsung
I am the persuasive guide habitually unnoticed
I am a resolute warlord that is unpraised
I am an afterthought on the holiday calendar
Yet I never leave the stage to an empty spotlight
I am the most ordinary man turned by love into a hero, an adventurer,-
Story teller, singer of song, I am a father and this is my noble chore.

Omotayo Oni (Tpoet-11/10/17)