I Miss You

My mind has never stopped wondering,
As my heart pardons its slow beating,
Never have i heard your name,
Leave alone coming home...
Like the sahara longing for El-nino rains,
It's how I long to see you even just once.

Mama said you'll be back,
That you went to a far-off country to work,
That you'll be back with wealth,
And a beautiful lady for me of good health,
Twenty years down the line,
Still the phrase is the same.

I'm not fond of you,
But I swear I miss you,
When are you coming to see us?
Come and see what your son has,
Come without the lady Mama is talking about,
Your son already has one with loaded assets.

But papa,
I know you'll never come back,
The picture on the wall betrays Mama's secret,
"R.I.P" it's written,
I wish it meant,
"Remain In Power"
Where you went to work,
And not
"Rest In Peace"