Is this you my son....?

Is this your face my son after all the years

That saw me searching for my lost son?

Searching for a son whose whereabout was

A mystery to be unraveled and then he came

Like a thunderbolt after a lightening flash

Unannounced he came walking on a cane

Supporting self as if he can't walk without one

The father-son paternity is so strong like a bond

That cannot be broken not even after being hurt to the core

Yes the bloom came and he lived the life of a king

Now nemesis has come headlong crashing with him

Bringing along the gloom hehehe he never for once thought

Could be his during his hey days when young medians called

Him darling and sweet heart because of his tick purse

Drunken by this sweet flattery foolishly assuming that

It was love agogo whereas it was sweet nothings that came

To flash through his narrow minded mind so empty...

Ndim Bernard Nguoche

Poet and writer

Done today 22/07/2009