CREATIVE WRITING VERSE 

Boy’s Must Cry for their Fathers

These tears were words my heart could not express hiding the sorrow behind a mask of bravado and masculinity. They say the apple does not fall far from the tree a refuge from the harshness of reality shade from the scorching sun in this African Savannah. In the words of the priest “Ashes to ashes, dust to dust” in this cycle of life death is a must. But at times the Grim Reaper strikes too soon to cut down the tree before the birds have learnt to fly. We were…

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CREATIVE WRITING PROSE 

My Father’s Gun

This year’s Father’s day was the 14th without my actual father being here to celebrate it with. Time moves fast and all that’s left is a slight resemblance with the man I see in my mirror each day and a few memories from my childhood that I hold on to. I wasn’t really planning to write anything about him. It all seems futile – living in the past. I have been raised up by the best dad I could ask for in a man who took me in when my…

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