Walking down from school, i had this funny feeling
A sharp pain in my tummy like i was pierced by a needle
I suddenly recovered from the pain but i knew it would come again
As i walked past the village, it seemed empty and deserted.
“Where could everyone be?” I wondered. without hesitation i hurried home as mummy and daddy would be expecting me.
One place i really loved to be was school. Besides the fact that it temporarily kept me away from home, i made friends and i learnt a lot of things which daddy said would help me in the future.
Now i was approaching home and it seemed they had a feast coz the compound was filled with people only this seemed to be a quiet feast. I walked in and greeted everyone, they answered pitifully.
Stepping into the compound i saw people holding mummy, this time i knew something was definitely wrong as mummy seemed to be crying but tried to wipe her tears when she saw me. I looked around but i couldn’t find daddy. I asked “where is Daddy” but no one answered
“Mummy, where is daddy?” this time she couldn’t hold the tears and it became clear to me that “DADDY IS DEAD”. I had so many questions but no one was ready to answer them.
Thatz why i had that pain in my tummy, thatz why everyone left their homes to comfort a new widow and fatherless children, thatz why my mother had to cry.
In my grief i sang a song
“Why am i alive? when my inspiration is gone
Why did daddy have to go, when we need him the most
My most precious gift has been taken away from me
Sadness, pain and grief is all i see
My only encouragement is gone
I will never forget the things he has done
God, why did you have to let him go?”
it seemed God refused to answer me.
I couldn’t imagine that i would never see ‘papa’ again
There was absolutely nothing i could do, but to carry on
For a Hero is Gone
