Mournful Rift Poem by Joseph Dela Sulh (losembe)

He was amongst us yesterday
His presence was a gift
We laughed together all long day
Alive, he offered us a lift

Today, he left and passed away
Our heart's paining for such a rift
He was our support and sun ray
Dead, our heart can't stand the shift

'He was just here' My people say
Sadness's abounded downward drift
In the coffin, we feel dismay
As, to carry it, we needed a forklift

Flood of tears flowed that day
What a mournful rift! People sniffed
Sorrow was the menu_ on that gloomy day
We couldn't breathe as the air stiffed