love someone’s daughter
like she is the sun and you are a mere plant
absorb her rays in the morning
endure her scorching and burning in the noon time
welcome her descent in the evening
love someone’s daughter
and the light in her eyes
will illuminate the road
leading you to man hood
only then will you stand
in a crowd of men and stand out.
love someone’s daughter
for a woman like your mother
cursed and cried
as she clung on to the rails of that hospital bed
That child
is someone’s achievement;
fruit out of hours of labor