Life After Death

A Poem for my Father

Violet DeTorres
Jun 9, 2019 · 2 min read
life after death

I was not there to watch you pass on

From this life to the next

And maybe that’s the way it was supposed to be

But I still visited you from afar

Sitting outside your home

Hoping you were sleeping well

I went to church often

Lighting a candle in your name

Asking God to take you soon

And God did

Just this past Thursday, at four am

And now that God took you

That part of me is gone, too

Your funeral is in two weeks

The viewing is over two days

I let you go already

I don’t know if I can let you go again

“Pay your respects” is what I’m told

What a strange thing to do

Wouldn’t one do this

While you were alive?

Why do we wait

When the love one is gone?

Don’t we respect them enough

To see them while they are alive?

The whispers will start

“Oh, that’s his daughter”

They will say

The daughter who did not understand the culture

The daughter who did not conform

To the old island ways

“She was born here”

She’s not really a filipina, she’s not pinoy

“hindi isang tunay na Pilipino”~~ not a “real” filipino

You won’t be there to protect me

You won’t be there to tell them that I am yours

That your blood runs through my veins

Don’t they know

When they treat me poorly

They treat you poorly, too?

You will be silent

I guess I should be silent, too

You are gone from this world

Wherever you are

Light a candle for me

Because I will still light one for you…

Violet DeTorres

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