Does my father know the chair he sits on belongs to god.

My mother was a king

I have said this before

She married my father

I have not said this before

I should have married my mother

I have also said this before

Every morning father would sit

In his balcony and read a whole newspaper

Mother would let us know

How much she wanted to be loved

Father would say hello

To every stranger who walked past our gate

Mother would go to church

Sometimes i would go to her

At home people who came to visit would call my father king.