A Poem for My Father
Father, it was an honor to be there, in the dugout
with you, in the good ol' days. Learningas
you taught me and my comrades,
clad in dark heat black, the love of the game our game.
And it was you who gave me the power
to slice the air with a stick
of aluminum, nearly as large as I.
The spitting and fence grabbing, the endless high
fivesand the yelling. Boys being men.
It was you who introduced me to the music
of the sweet sound of contact the bat
whooshing through the air to greet
the sizzling stitches, cutting through the cold breeze.
Speedycurveballs breaking down, like a hip-hop DJ.
The crimson, stitching it's magic in the air,
while white bullets break sonic speeds,
harmonizing with the hollow chants
of childhood fans.It was you who taught me
to never give upin the bottom of the seventh,
down by nine and even more in spirit.
Your words, ringing chords to my one good ear,
making marks in the dirt.
Digging,digging down, deep down,stare-down to the finish
and the ball charged home,like a train running late under the lights.
The bat you taught me to swingmade music you taught me to hear,
and the white, leather-bound ball of cork
soaredinto the golden heavens,
having conversations with the eagles.Car horns, clapping,
cleats tip-tapping.
The music you taught me to hear.
THANK YOU DAD!
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da ! dabiz pun pasal father's day . gagaga ! wanna noe wat . im late for werk . hymphh ! tk sot per . ter-overshot . actullay i promise freida tat i wanna reached werk at 4.30 before the rtye tymin tat i've to werk which is at 5pm . but dah terlambat . i wake up , straight away grab my hse fone and called freida . i told her tat i'll reached around 6.30 but janji melayu . sampai kul 7.30 . freida mengamuk nah sey . but still i've done a good job she say . happienye ! hees . Ah ! i forgot . ah'deq also follow me to my werk placed . i told her not to follow but still degil . so she waited fer me till closin . i pity her alot . SEHATI SEJIWE katekan . thanks alot yaw! hmm , pat keje ribot ah siol . yelah . father's day ryte . some of the family celebrating the buf'dae and so on lah . hees . after done the closin and everytin , lyke as per-normal we will sit at 1 table and eat together. it was very fun . finish eatin changed to home cloths , we went back home . if kak ida have . abang will send us home . tady we ton at BOON KENG . tired siol ! ah ! gini lah story nye pat BOON KENG . when we reached dere , kite umpe amar . together with me is baby and ah'deq . jumpe amar pat blk 18 nye pondok. we sat there chit chattin b'coz lama siol tk umper amar . make jokes . amar angry wif me pasal aku janji melayu . kesian die hees . skali bbual pasal v and faizal lak . amar ckp v and faizal langar dorangnye tagging tyme . stupid . smlm faizal and v . nari v sorang pasal beach party . haizz ! i was so shocked sheyy ! typ up to dem . im sick and tired to noe baout their lyfe . masok pun dorang ! bodoh pun dorang ! main lagau jer ! da mendak duduk sane kite g tmpat pot biase oppisite blk 19 . tunggu batu . bbual-bbual ah . about 1 hr later gi blk 19, 6 story me and ah'deq mit bibik and everyone dere . i looked at bibik's face . i noe she still angry with me and 'ah'deq so i just keep quite till she tok to me . sit dere listening to their jokes and before i forget its bibik bufdae ! HAPPY BUF'DAE BIBIK . SEMOGA PANJANG UMUR DAM MURAH REZEKI YER ! AMIN ! back to the topic . half and hour later if im not wrong abg sam skedong naek a . i was so shock . i quickly took off ma eyebrown peircing . if not i kena sia . he walk towards me and pukul me . in ma head tats so much question . y he kick me ?? skali check-check bibik bilang pasal steam gum ah . kick me and go down back . den come back again . when he came back i walked off but he tahan me . but i still walked . he follow me and pulled me to one side . die bbual asl aku kene uat gini pat bibik ? aku diam jer . nak cakap aper kan !! he adviced me not to do tiz and tat . it ws so touchin tat i cry . i dun wanna show but i noe wat he said its right . he treat me as his own daughter as he noe tat aku kurang kasih sayang dari parent aku . so he pity me . he tok to me dgn tangan jln sey . yes ! i deserved it ! haiz ! cutshort the story . after he tok to me i went down sit woth budak - budak kecik . den at 6 o'clock bibik come down and we went back home . haiz . penat sey !!! thanks abg skedong for oyur adviced . i'll keep tat in ma heart . i;ll prove euu tat i will changed .
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