Soon after I was there, daddy was no longer there
My mother however seemed to stay but not up to today
Now I wonder where they are as I live every day
This is my story, the story of my parents
Even though I now bask in glory, I feel that I am just but their success story
Without them, I always feel like battling with the sorrow of being solo
Daddy came and went before I could even say the word hie
My mother came and went without letting me to say good bye
Now I wonder who they were, these wonderful people who couldn't stay!
Were they just messengers and I the message?
Were they just delivery people and I the package?
These are the questions that I have when I think of my parents
As I traverse the world receiving accolades
I just wonder how it feels like to be cheered by my own parents
As I spread the message of success across the world
I just wonder how it could have been felt by my own parents
As I muse on being a parent
I just wonder how it felt for them to be my parents
As I move from glory to glory
I just wonder if they ever knew I would be their success story
Yes, they are long gone by now, but I just keep wondering
©Brian Kazungu, 2017