A Child Can Be A Sack
My father is a traveler. His steps are known by the earth and the fields hear his whistles so much, they repeat it during harmattan. My father carries a sack with him. On every journey, it is strapped to his back. Worn, like his sandals and full of stories of untamed roads and valleys. He calls it his companion. I have heard of the green feeling of envy. How it is serpentine like the emblem on my father's favourite cup. The one he uses for everything liquid. The one whose hollow is a murky brown of stains that choose to remain. A foreign concept to the itinerant who owns it. He drinks a lot when he comes back to us. Like the road has no water. Like we are his oasis. The next time my father dusts his sandals to leave, he would not find his sack. He would see a child though, sandals strapped and arms strong enough to hold supplies. I would make a better companion. Who says a child cannot be a sack?
About this poem
My father travels a lot. In a year, cumulatively, he is away from home for six months. I know he leaves because he is trying to give us good lives and I know he loves us all so much— he tries his best to be a present father, and he does a good job at that. The issue is that sometimes phonecalls are not enough. This poem was written during such a time.
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Written on November 11, 2023
Submitted by sophiaofuokwu on January 28, 2024
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