Where is my father?

I really applaud mothers. It is not easy being a mother. Even worse if you are a single mother. More so when the father is alive and shirking responsibility. Applause to all mothers.
Then again, not all mothers are mothers. I believe a mother to be one who seeks the well being of her children. A mother is a woman with a conscience and brings up her child/ children in an upright manner.
Marriages are not meant to be broken when one party is fed up. After misusing the goods, the men give it up but may be it could be the woman’s fault. I won’t hold brief for any party here. Kids are involved. Through no fault of theirs, they have to endure the pain of a traumatic divorce. Sad. I would always advocate for the traditional African marriage ceremony. They hardly break up.
I looked at this handsome young man without a father figure in his life. Due to divorce. Sad to say, the boy is a nerd too. His outward appearance was nothing to write home about. He chomped on a chewing gum as though his very existence on earth depended on it. He is lucky not to be my son. I err. Forgive me. It takes a village to raise a child. I called and talked. I have started the process to put him back on track. I cannot see him derail. I was lucky to have good train drivers amongst others. Another story. Another day.
If and if, his dad were to be in his life; if he had a daddy figure; if……

The writer is a MC extraordinaire, poet, motivational speaker and a social advocate.

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I am a social advocate with a biased focus on empowering Fathers to be role models for not only their children but all children. I also love to write reflecting articles and poems on social issues. I am married with a wonderful and loving wife with whom I have three lovely children.

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3 thoughts on “Where is my father?”

  1. Nice piece, nice write up by all standards, but hey DON I couldn’t figure out if it was a poem or an article whiles I read through.

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    1. Thanks for the compliments, Mr. L Asare. It is not a poem. It is what i call ‘ a first person narrative’. It is as it is viewed and experienced. I hope I have answered your question.

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