Bring His Other Half: A Poem of a Father’s Grief and Patience

Bring his other half, Dad. Bring his other half, Dad.

Oh, the anguish in my soul, as the days rage.

A father bids his dearest ones farewell steadfastly.

He said, “Bring his other half.” What could break his patient resolve after so many shocks?

The heart weeps, but it utters no moan. Like a mountain unmoved by storms.

O Basir, though half the body is gone from view, your face remains whole in the spring of memories.