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Grandfather

Literature, Love & Relationships by TheKopiWrite / November 26th, 2015

Written by Annabel Ngien.

 

Grandfather

 

My mother once told me a story

About how my grandfather’s dream

Was to replace his broken veins by plastic ventilators

So as to be forcefully kept alive

Long enough to witness my university graduation

 

It reminds me of how he foolishly

Slid down a bridge that I made with my unused mattress by

Propping it up inclined on my double-decker bed

I laughed, because I did not understand

The lost, hollow pain darting in his pupils

When his joints popped against the crisp floor

Yet he still insisted on playing with me

For he thought it worthwhile to trade his health

For my mindless laughter

 

I also remember how years later

When Parkinson’s fettered his tongue up into eloquent knots

He uttered my name in contorted stutters

I ignored him

For the way he pronounced my name was ugly

Little did he know that I was always a smart student

Too busy with school to visit him

 

So on a Wednesday night

When we hadn’t realized

That he was dying

I brought him a pen and paper to make him

Write traditional Chinese characters

In gnarly, awry strokes

In his feeble, degenerating limbs

So that I could secretly snigger at his strange handwriting

 

And on that night he insisted on going out

To buy me a gold chain that will persist

Long after his limp lungs disintegrate

When mechanical tubes and ventilators failed him

His dream failed to come true too

For he never knew that I was accepted into

The best university in our country

And my dreams expired along with him

When his coffin was swallowed down the

Hungry jaws of the incinerator hole

To where he ventured, I do not know

 

So I craft my grandfather

Letters of love and apologies

Despite loaded college assignments

And invitations to social night-outs

It reminds me of the sacrifice he made

When sliding down

Unused mattresses and make-pretend bridges

The only difference is how

He never came to chuckle at the countless poems

I wrote about him

Like how

I used to laugh at him

 

This poem is dedicated to my grandfather who passed away 11 years ago – the only person I’ve ever fully respected without grudges in my life.

 

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