Fatal: Ms Onyeche Poem by Vincent Onyeche

Doctors mirror out same results
Family dwell in awkward quiets
Night so cold, slow like snail steps
Days are awaken with past memoirs
So painful to watch you go.

Doctor’s epics in white stay alive
Children modifying nostrils size like Elephants
Growl, snorting, and roaring, cry everyone’s tears
No more new toys for the wide-Parlor floor
So painful to watch you go.
 
Doctor’s epic, hidden is the truth
Hopeful for recovery you sit and lie
Unaware, essence of time is making no sense
Children cry, if God would alter, trading the tears
For it so painful to watch you go.