The Gone Affection. Poem by derick murunga

On this day i took you,
i made you the apple of my eye,
lovely you were, made me cherish you,
by convictions and mercy i brought you,
you were the best i could love,
yet youve forgotten too soon.

I held you by the arm,
and stalked you slowly down the isle,
that delivered you from solitude island,
i washed you and watched over you
and my hand was upon you,
you never attracted me in any way,
yet youve forgotten too soon.

The beauty of your eye strike
like the suns radiant paw.
It reflects with splendour and glory,
that no man can look you direct in the eye,
youve become the talk of the town,
and the walk of the tongue,
yet youve forgotten too soon.

Tears in my eyes are yet to dry
the fire in my heart is yet to die
the arms of your love have broken me
and my bones are yet to be fixed
i thought you would consider repenting,
but you still burn the fingers that fed you,
thus, youve forgotten too soon.

I hate the bright evening horizon,
it reminds me of the colour that you love,
and what you made as a vow.
you were hamless as a dove
before the day you came to the limelight
the humility in you couldnt strike a fly,
now you are so fly,
yet youve forgotten so soon.

I set my hands open
to leave nothing in me broken
you are just but a dropp in the sea
am gone, not to be seen
because i have completed my scene,
to the almighty christ i rest my sins