Father's fell in the ages of stones ,

Then I was given names by companions .

In me there grew a pain none could see ,

As I watched back in the days ,

Others were bought Christmas gifts ,

While I sat back ,with burning wishes 


I recall slowly ,the path itself was a war 

With that little hope I grew, daily.

Everyday storms would sneak in the little shelter that Momma gave us 

I watched as she swam in pains and coldness with love protecting us her cubs

Ohh dear Mommy ,indeed love was only you


I knew nothing of bread and beacon ,

That steak and burger were all I wished to taste,

But my wishes died a painful death .

As I watched the children from neighborhood jollying at the corners of my streets 

Wearing joy with warmth of seeing their dear Dads ascending from Jozi 


I came from nothing 

The very same place I was born ,

Where the richest played kings 

And us the poor watched with grieve 

That same place I was raised ,

But in return it swallowed my grandparents so is my uncle 


Do you know that pain endured ,

I watched families vanish with deaths unknown 

But nothing I could do afterall .

The pains of pains was watching my mom stolen away from me 

But I was toddler then 

I carried the pain by heart

But I made my self a solemn 

To never back down no matter what







Kevin T.S. Tan

Sat 27th Mar 2021 11:49

I'm sorry for your traumas. For everyone's traumas. And my role in them, if there's any. I even pray for the extra-terrestrials....

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