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01.03.2015 Letter

Letter To My Father

By Harold Nii-Aponsah
Letter To My Father
01.03.2015 LISTEN

Good morning Daa,

Hope you have eaten. Well I am still struggling to sleep like I have always been doing for some years now. Although you don't think that's true because of the way I sleep for long at home. Well matter of fact is, it got so bad that I had to be taking Diazepam(Valium) to sleep for sometime now. But that's not the issue today.

I am just preparing for some papers I have on Monday and wanted to tell you about it. Besides I figured just as you have been overly worried about my academic work I should find an appropriate way to communicate with you well.

First have you heard about your favorite musician MzBel? She denounced the existence of Christ and boldly called it all a myth and a conspiracy to make a man look like a god and that a man lived on the earth by name Horus 1000 years before Christ was born and had the same story hence making Jesus a duplicate. It's sad how she needs more prayers than I thought. For the mere fact that The so called Egyptian named Horus had an Eagle Face thus half human and half eagle even puts my interest in her stupidity away. If she can believe that such a body can exist and would want to debunk Jesus then I wish her well on her already crooked path. I hope I haven't bitten more than I can chew Dad? I haven't come far in this life you brought me into. But one thing I recall you really oriented me into is the fact that Religion and Spirituality are the two siblings I shouldn't try making orphans out of. I got to understand a whole lot more about this in my growing, I don't even know how high she has climbed in her already crippled career but I just wish her well.

This being my first letter to you I would keep it short and as much as possible very brief so I can go back to bed maybe do some reading on my bed before I finally get knocked off.

I doubt i would meet you in church tomorrow. I am too tired to come around please remember to increase the allowances abit so as to allow me to enjoy a little in this Mahama-Struck Economy.

Goodnight Father. I love you.

Your son,
{{ The Otubluhom Doctor }}

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