No, you can't read my poker face
Literature Poem
Thursday, September 17, 2009
7:08 AM
Father's mistakes
based on Catherine Lim's Little Ironies " The Father"
The father,
a drunkard.
That time,
he brought good food.
But good times do not last,
do they?
He beat up his children and wife,
for half of his life.
He had this child,
call MuiMui,
who whine non-stop,
till the end of the day.
Until one day,
he had enough.
He sent her to Heaven's door,
and he never ever heard the whine again.
When people were crying,
for his dead daughter,
he finally woke up,
woke up from his world.
"MuiMui, my poor child!"
He called.
But the poor girl,
was never once able to hear this.
Was lying in her grave stifflessly.
The bereaved father,
who truly love his children,
let down tears and cried for his child.
"He may have been drunk,
but he truly loved his child",
was the condolence the neighbours could gave.
He soon dried up his tears,
and walked away.
And soon,
he came back,
with a whole big paper bag,
full of things which his children never seen.
Biscuits?
Sweets?
Chocolates?
His children were trying to guess,
what was in that paper bag.
The father was out again,
with his 5 other children,
creeping behind.
He knelt in front of the grave,
said his heartfelt words,
left a bag of food behind.
The impatient children,
ran to the grave,
and managed to retrieve
quite a feast.
