Independence Day

My father is a passive man,

Pass him the curry to keep him content.

Simple pleasures fill his cup over,

I will always thank God for him.

This captain built a profitable wharf then left his land,

Reduced from street praises to re-taking his driving test

For dinner he asked us to come red, green or gold dressed.

He’s not one to show emotion

So when he does it makes me uncomfortable

But that evening I caught myself holding him captive from being what he wanted to be

Excited for his home country.

Please celebrate what you will never again have

What you sacrificed for your son,

what made your heart glad

My father is not a passive man