Ofentse Mercy Hajane
The Death Of Lilly
Sad your face looks.
Shame pours out from your eyes.
Discarded like rotten food.
She stood slimly.
Bones you would've mistaken her for.
All the beauty she had,
The fat that made her human,
Drained in misery.
Hate became a compulsory feeling for herself.
She herself became damned while walking.
Formed words of suicide,
Molded in her mind.
And praised as the only answer.
To end the drooling monsters she called life.
It drooled over her misery.
Over the filth of her life.
Paper and pen her only friends,
But tonight they too have deserted her,
Left her blind.
Left her in the dark,
No friends she could attract.
Not even fairies would jump over her with joy,
For she was a dark soul.
But yet fearsome.
Pain went spreading out from her every vain.
Setting up a powerful bomb of distraction.
Food became tasteless over her tongue.
Pain became the only alias she could bare over her face.
A mask of dim days.
She would look down from the 23rd floor window.
How the ground seem nearer.
The grass on it seems fluffy and spongy.
The trees lined up with rope thick vines.
The little voice in her mind screamed.
Not a scream of pain.
But an invitation.
'Jump to us my sister'
It would preach.
Yes indeed down below the building all looks heavenly beautiful.
The pains of her damned life kept stabbing her from backing to the office door.
All of them screaming,
Her name praised down below.
Her name disputed from up here.
She opened the window.
The screams grew louder.
There she stood looking from between her feet.
'One leap to paradise' the voices would cry out.
Tears running out her eyes.
Eyes shut hard.
Then it all went silent and dark.
She disappeared from our world.
But her body remained broken from the street.
She was death in our kindly form.
By: Ofentse M Hajane
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