Song In The Heart Of A Loving Father

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Father’s day got meant to celebrate good daddies. 

However, apha kwa Thivi, we asked ourselves how a loving father would commemorate the day. Perhaps, went the thought, we could salute those that contribute to shaping male symbols that become desirable fathers.

For this reason, we put together a podcast that starts with a narration from a loving father figure that is Selaelo Selota. 

The composer, performer and musician explain events that inspired Lolita. That is one of his fine-tunes about how children need the loving and care of parents – fathers. Additionally, mentioned in the podcast are a few other songs by All4One, Judith Sephuma, Lucky Dube, Mighty Clouds of Joy and Sankomota. So, we went on a short journey of waxing lyrical.

Therefore…,

To The Children, the writer says…,

Oh! Father, I am to you, the plumy fruits of thy loins. Daddy-yo has got your back. Therefore, in times of trouble, times of sorrow…,

Always, like a Mighty Cloud of Joy, he will be there…,

Furthermore, he is a black father-feather in your defence. Thus a blessing your Papa strives to be, not a blesser. So, like a feather, a gift from the divine, let him be because in his strides, the endeavour is to touch your lives gently.

Yes! Have an impression on you like a feather of protection and the love of a guardian angel. Indeed, let me be a father of furthermore feathers beneath your wings, my offspring. Moreover, thank you for letting me be a beautiful father feather-figure so ethereal.

To Loving The Beloved That Makes Us Fathers

Oh! 

A Father I am.Therefore umntakwethu calls me Papa, and I call her Mama. Yeah, uyangijabulisa, Mafikizolo style. That is because she made me come to my senses izolo, ngafika nanamhlanje. Guaranteed, tomorrow, she will still make me come. O! Yes, like a king in her dome. So, no need to ask. I am her smooth daddy-yo! All I have to ask is o e batla ka e? Aaah! Right here, she says, Mo mokokotlong. And I say I am at your service, cause you see…,

These hands, these muscles, these arms…,

Yeah! with my hands, I sing All4One. “These arms will worship and adore you, baby girl.” O! Yes, you heard me right, baby. I am your boy. So, like a Lucky Dube bird, I sing. “You gut me, baby, to make you feel all right.” The mission is to let my fingers tease you. Oh! Yes, tickle you right where you want to…,

All of a sudden, you will say, STOP IT! I like it. You horn-ly goat. The kids are…,

All Thanks To The Mama And Papas

Oh! Mama, the mamas, grand and great-grandmamas. Saluted are your efforts to shape a model male symbol out of me. All the bungles and the badass is mine, my faults. No excuses, but I am only human after all. Still, in every second of my silences…, you remain Queens in my castle.O! Papa, My Papa. Indeed you taught in your living examples. You were a soul of few words but of utterances pregnant in sense and meaning.

 

ALSO READ: https://thivi.co.za/a-crying-man-is-a-sane-man/

Baba, my Papa…,

Thanks to you, notably, in no man’s land, I have become not a manner maketh a man type. Because I am only human, taking it upon myself to be kind. Thus fellow human kindness is what I seek.In conclusion…,

YES! Father, I am.

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