_An Elegy to My Father
Bless ,bless ,bless my heart
What a misfortune comes to my life cart
A shire is like an umbrella in life sunshine
He left me alone to fight with miseries numberless kinds
O, heartbeats please stop ,look at cot
Where my shire kept fallen like a corpse knot
O, money what thy evil trapping with poor
With many tremendous sources of earnings
Like me many poor only hear burning
O,money ,look my father is died without medicine
No money , no medicine , really I on edge of ruin
O, relatives ,come and look on cot
Where my father laid fainted
Look,look the might hand and fist
With thease fingers cought my wrist
Look at these feet now numb with dead
With these I learnt how to steps first
O, poverty I never curse you
Only the companion of bad days
From childhood you grew with me
You make my life full of miseries
I never hate you only caretaker of my family too
Parents go weak day by day and suffered with fatal disease
None come to support and see those black nights
When with empty bellies we restless spent the nights
But now come and see here I orphan
Many people were happy in their houses
Come and show only their formalities
Look ,look, look I never forget the scene and moments
O, clouds come and weep with me
Remember the moments when my father waked hunching
A roofless tent where thou poured it's heavy raining
Look here on the cot now he is corpse
O ,wind of warming of June , come on
Look he was a man who never left your company
At the of hot noon when none out of home
For feeding his offsprings he never accepted defeat
But now he left us alone
My last pray to God ,bless him and bring in heaven
The Eden will be her sojourning place
We all meet with him in Eden again
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