Boy Dreams of His Father | Michael Etrue

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I turned around to steal a glimpse only to catch you mid-wince.
You left us and I should have foreseen
For you, what a blessed relief it has all been.
Broken light now shines through your disguise, I can’t seem to shake off your haunting eyes.
Were you rebel?
Were you angel?
As if in answer, a rainbow bird takes off, shot on wings,
Landing on an upper branch, she opens her heart and sings.

Michael Etrue is an aspiring poet from Ghana. Find him on Twitter at @Etrue_Michael.

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