Fatal 2: ‘mrs. Onyeche’ Poem by Vincent Onyeche

Doctors mirror out same results

Family dwells in awkward silence

Night so cold, slow like snail steps

Days are awaken with past memoirs

So painful; yet….. We watched you go.

 

Doctor’s epics in white stay alive

Your children
modified nostrils size like Elephants

Growling, snorting, and roaring,
crying everyone’s tears

No more new toys for the wide parlour floor

So painful; yet in our arms you chose to go.

 
Doctor’s epic, hidden is the truth

Hopeful for recovery you sat and lay

Unaware, essence of time is making no sense

Children cry, if God would alter, trading the tears

For it was so painful to watch you go