Someone once asked
‘Who are you?’
She replied,
‘A charismatic star.’
Someone asked curiously,
‘The secret essence of your name?’
She replied thoughtfully,
‘The one who kept my name.’
Secretly he thought one day,
Of who held such sway.
He went and asked her who he was,
She said to him, ‘Near he is.’
She kept him waiting,
All day long.
When suddenly walked in,
Footsteps ringing the gong.
She opened the door,
To find a man above the floor.
The person now implied,
Was the father, who was her guide.
Touched by this relationship,
He decided to call it fathership.
The toughest is this,
But still a father, there he is.
