Mensah

My earliest memories of you begin at age 5

The two Mensahs, young and old

Father and first love

 

I remember the first time I saw you, this is for young Mensah

You were a war chocolate glazed best friend and confidant

I still believe you were sent to ease my pain at the discovery that I could not be a boy

We laughed, danced and planned many futures

I remember innocent homework sessions and silent laughter

Know that I dream of a parallel universe where you never left

 

It has never been clear to me how I knew, at so tender an age

You were strong, loyal and pretty fun for an old man

Nobody ever told me but I thought of you as my father in the most crucial ways

I saw bravery in your step and a gleam in your eyes

As you played with us kids

I also remember your brother’s heartbreak at the news of your passing

You were everything to me, a safe haven; hede nyuie

 

TO BE CONTINUED….