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Death Gave Birth to My Father In The Paradise Of Love
(In memory of Abdulrazaq Salihu, my mentor's father) Today, I mirrored my mother's radiant smiles, As my father assumed an idol's grace. His laughter, now nestled in the night's embrace, A poetic journey where verses unfold. From my mother's words emerged a girl, Her hair a cascade on my eyelashes unfurled. Simultaneously, I am but a line, In a poem where my mother's a verse so divine. Time strides on chameleon feet, My father, a mere year old, in mirthful fleet. Giggles echo like clouds in flight, Witnessing Earth's dance in translational light. Somewhere near the apex, the tip divine, God's open hand cradles the passage of time. In the paradise of love, Death surrenders its hold, And my father is reborn, a story to be told.