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Ghosts

Where do good people go to die?
Do you not know?
Dad told me mom went on a journey
And that I couldn't go with her...
But then he allowed Ann who was three years my senior go with her?
Now I didn't have to fight for the up bed..any more.

Where do good young people go to die?
Is death a trick game: a mystery maze
Only the good souls got to move to the next phase? ...
But I do my best at being good, did my homework on time, finish my lunch and put my stockings in the laundry just like Arinze did...
And yet only Arinze was taken and I was left behind...
Maybe if I hadn't fought Ann for the stupid bunk bed I would have gone with her and mom...
Or was this mummy's punishment for not eating the greens yesterday?
'I know how to handle you' was her last words as she took Ann for her piano lesson yesterday's Saturday
And they never came back...
And for the first time we didn't go to Church on Sunday.

She had become the wind...
She was now the old lady in the moon
That kept pounding her yam soft patiently waiting for the return of her husband
But dad was in no hurry to go there
If not he would have taken me with him to see mom's smile again...
Her fingers gently soothing my chest's pain...
What does a five year old know?
Would someone please show me where the dead live?
The world of the ghosts...where my mom pounded yam...my dad's favourite and mine.

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