The Phone Rang Today

-The Phone Rang Today-
by
Keaton Foster



The phone rang today
Without hesitation I answered it
I voice I haven’t heard said
Dear friend, stranger
That I’ve never met
I fear that I
Have some bad news
Some dire truth.

I am calling you because
I know that if I don’t
No one else will
I have called you to say
To convey that father
The man who called you son
Has lost his fight with death.

He died early this morning
Long before the sunrise
Long after the moon did hide
I was there by his side
Like you, he called me a friend
Unlike you, he called me his son.

The priest was close
He spoke of faith and redemption
As he sent father off
With well wishes to the afterlife
In God’s arms his soul now finds home
What remains is merely a vessel
An empty container for a soul
That has gone beyond its pain.

I know that one of his last wishes
His deepest desires was that you and I
Brothers made strangers because
Of different mothers could find a way
I promised him that I would call
That I would lend a voice to his wish.

So here I am friend, brother
Telling you of our father’s death
While trying to mend
What has always been broken
It’s what he wanted most
And now that he is certainly gone
I was hoping that you and I could try.

The phone rang today
On the other side was a voice
That I haven’t heard telling me
That my, our father was dead
And that his deepest wish was
That as brothers we could come together.

I replied, sure that I was doing what was right
If not for myself, then certainly for the man
No longer alive that gave me my life
I said, brother that would be fine
The phone rang today
I answered it and my world was changed…





The Phone Rang Today
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2012.