Organ

Years and years built upon years of tears 

Tears that run down to fall and disappear 

We rub your back, for we are your pack 

And we appear for the areas that you lack.  

Birthdays delayed, so his life won't fade 

No Chuck E Cheese, no pizza carried on my plate 

Do not tell me you can relate 

  

Childhood dismissed for someone's claim 

But I know that he is not the one to blame. 

Life hits you blind too fast to decline 

But his life won't be denied, by his body's crime. 

Dad preys on prayers for he is a player in this world made upon tasers 

Tasers that shock unforeseen and block usual routines. 

 

He was at the bottom, but GOD IS AWESOME 

For he is his savior who fixed his failure 

December 29th on the way to the mall 

By the stop of a red light, mom received a call 

It was his Happy New Year's present sent from heaven 

Transplant for kidney, you have to be kidding me 

Pinch me in my disbelief, make me understand 

My dad can finally be the man he once planned.  

 

Dad to the hospital 

Me at home 

Mom is with dad 

But, I know she feels alone.  

Worry, concerns, flow through her head 

Will my husband be gone, what lies ahead.  

Time for surgery, the day goes slow 

Mom's not home, so I'm in control.  

I cook the dinner, I clean the house 

I become the mom, while mom is out.  

I do tasks that little kids just don't do 

But I have no choice 

I have to be an adult too.  

 

Days later, we go to see dad 

We walk in and he appears to be glad.  

Successful surgery, what shall be next?  

I'm just so speechless because my father is blessed.  

Five months later, May 29th 

We throw a party and celebrated all night.  

We called it Thanksgiving, to give thanks to God 

For he let my father live and smile through it all.  

Our family dressed in traditional Nigerian clothes 

With the main color being gold 

To give our family a glow 

And the trait of being bold.  

 

Family and friends came to show care 

It was a great moment for us to all share.  

There was food and drinks for us to swallow 

And dancing lines, in which I followed.  

Mom gave a speech that left guests in tears 

And I cried for I was front row to my father's rear.  

God's blessings came, and it came 

Too much, so much, too much to contain.  

Church is not enough, neither is praise 

All there's left to say is thanks. 

 

No more dialysis 

No more pain 

Only pills, for his new kidney to tame.  

No more vomiting after eating 

No more coming home bleeding 

No more crying while dreaming 

No more negative feelings.  

More outings, less pouting  

More vacations, less frustrations.  

 

My dad's life is no longer on pause 

The viewer has pressed play 

Now we can go on and forget yesterday.  

Inability to rewind 

But no reason to look behind, 

For what is rewinded will have a chance to replay a cry.  

Forward to the future, for all I see is light 

No sufferings 

No obstacles 

Nor darkness in sight.  

I use to cry at night, now I sleep in delight.  

 

On my driver's license, there's a pink dot 

It symbolize a lot.  

A man's death saved my father's breath 

Because of that man, I've become a donor  

So a life won't shorten due to a lack of an organ.  

For when I'm dead, what will I need my organs for 

Give it to victims that plead in dread 

And are frightened of what will arise ahead 

For I was taught by a stranger that lead 

But now has fled 

But do it because I said.  

 

Dad has a new kidney 

Suffering has stopped 

For the life that was gave 

From a life that stopped.  

I pray for the donor 

The donor who has passed 

But because of his organ 

His life is surpassed.  

We pray for the family who lost their member 

Remember it was December 

Right before November 

Near New Year 

Where the year becomes clear  

And full of cheer 

But for them, it was a year fed with tears  

And their minds were unclear.  

One heart stopped 

For another to keep beat 

Because of this unknown man 

My dad's life is complete.

 

This poem is about: 
My family

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