Dear dad,

It is from you

And your fellow grey-haired gentlemen

That I hear the strange saying

That adults never lie.

I sigh.


I am yet to understand why the many As

You claim you had in school

Do not correlate with the many Fs we find

Gallivanting the corners of your room

On sanitation days.

Why then do you cast me away

Each time I return with white sheets

Abundantly designed with red ink?

Do you and your fellow grey-haired gentlemen not say

That a child cannot resemble a log of wood?

Now I am sure of my root.


Dear dad,

You tell me often

How your friends were all boys

And to no female did you incline all your childhood days.

I sigh.

Since adults never lie,

I choose to believe that grandma`s stories

Are products of hallucination.


Dear dad,

The pieces of meat I violently take by force

In the presence of nobody;

‘An act of treachery’

As you choose to call it,

May just be a cousin to

The missing funds in your office,

Your department,

Your unit,

Your very own desk.

Chei papa!

Odídere, my friend, and son to your colleague

Tells me of your many escapades

Discussed at dinner

I marvel at your expertise

In editing figures to become abundantly zeroed.


Your sermons at family devotions,

Your pieces of advice at dawn,

Your tales, fables and folklore at dusk,

Your questioning looks,

Your cane-loving hands,

Your disciplinary actions,

All asked me to give you a word:

Be the man you want your son to be.

Lead the life of a leader,

A true leader,

An exemplary life.

Make your son know you were once a son.

Assure him you know how it feels to be a child.

Guide him,

Instruct him,

Correct him in love.

Yours sincerely,

Your loving son.

Written by Akinsiwaju Sanya

About shakespeareanwalter

Walt Shakes(@Walt_Shakes) is an award-winning Nigerian writer, poet and veteran blogger. He is a lover of the written word. the faint whiff of nature, the flashing vista of movies, the warmth of companionship and the happy sound of laughter.

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  1. Oh this dad oughtta whup this son’s ass. How dare he! Lol

  2. Very few dads want their kids to do all they did in their youth, they crave for a better version of themselves.
    I liked this piece

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