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A Loving Father
Just as it is written; Jacob I loved, but Esau
I hated — Romans 9:13 (NIV)
I would not blame Cain. If my toes slid into
his boots, I’d steal Abel’s
breath too. What do you call a man who loves
one child & hates the other—God?
This body is familiar with the thirst of a wound;
the way a flower opens up
to a watering can. I have learnt, language cannot
be a barrier in love; the warmth in
a father’s embrace, a well-done tap on the back.
But how hard can a language be,
that it favours the tongue of one to another— a
loving father?
Contributor’s Bio
Gift Onobhamiukor is a Nigerian student of French in the University of Benin. He is the first son of the family of four. A lover of nature, philosophy, poetry and music. He has work housed by Brittle Paper. His poems are rich in warmth.
