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Dear Father,
How relaxed you must be
To be lying still this long
Your limbs as heavy as mahogany
Your breath I can hardly count,
Master of yoga.

Dear Father,
How healthy you have to be
With the scorching summer sun
You refuse to sweat
You that perspired even under an air conditioner
Oh, how strange you’ve become!

Dear Father,
How brave you are
Even as I cruelly pinch you
You show no sign of pain.
What analgesic have you swallowed,
That made you this numb?

Dear Father,
How silent you’ve become
To not say anything
Even as I look at you,
With a billion questions on my face,
You that had answers to all my questions.

Dear Father,
How amusing my face must look
For you to put on this broad a smile
Even on this sad a day.
What are you actually looking at,
That makes your face so bright?

Dear Father,
How uncaring you’ve turned
To not show concern,
Even as I look
Worriedly, sorrowfully, helplessly at you.
How do you keep smiling,
Even as everyone else continues crying?

My name is Aminu Salihu. I am from Niger State, Nigeria and was born on the 26th of October, 1995 into a family of seven. I attended Limawa Model Primary School for my primary school education, and Government Secondary School, Minna (now Father O’Connell Science College, Minna) for my secondary school education. I have just graduated from Usmanu Danfodiyo University, Sokoto, with a B.Sc. degree in Microbiology. I have great passion for literary works – a trait I think I inherited from my late father, Mr. Salihu Usman Tukunji. I am writing from the capital city of Niger State, Minna.

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