Style and Rhythm: I’ll tell my father everything

I’ll pour my heart and its boiling content

My grief and sorrow to the omnipotent

I’ll curse the sun that it never shone

And wish that day that I was never born

I’ll write him a letter and I’ll tell him everything

The punches on my face ever since I became a teen

I’ll question why he let me go to live a life like this

While I chase illegally for a cool black Mercedes

I’ll write him a song and sing with this terrible voice

To make him hear the words

I’d lower the tempo as slow as a tortoise

I’ll play my talking drum and send a message through it

Asking diverse questions

Like I used to ask when I need something to eat

I’ll paint him my life and present it to him

Make him see the things I’ve been through every season

I’ll put the details and let my tears on the board tell the story

While I think about my tomorrow, today and the history

I’ll tell daddy everything and apologize for going astray

I’ll go down on my knees to beg for mercy

I’ll put his number on auto redial

Because I wish to tell everything to dad

Poem by Ekundayo Oluwatosin Timothy

Ekundayo Oluwatosin Timothy is a middle born child of a family of five. He hails from Otan Aiyegbaju, Osun state. He spent all his life so far in Ibadan, Oyo state where he is currently an undergraduate student of the department of Crop Protection and Environmental Biology, University of Ibadan. He is a science student with a passion for artistic brilliance.

He has featured in his hall of residence magazine publication for the year 2018/2019 session. He writes majorly on realities that bind the existence of an average Nigerian introvert. He is a man of few words and sarcastic.