Madam's Left Eye Tear Poem by DEDAN ONYANGO

MADAM'S LEFT EYE TEAR

I thought I saw a dry tear tearing down
On her hardened face,
From the look of things,
The tear has escaped the miseries
That the madam is maneuvering through,

From her face,
I could see bumps as big as those of Salga death road,
From her face,
The tear dropped with pain that made Madam cold and weak,

It has been two weeks now,
Her left eye is now used to this surgical suffering,
It has been two weeks now,
Of a life lived lifeless,


Her left eye says it all,
She never blinks any more,
For fear of a shapeless tear squeezing out of her left eye,

I thought I saw a tear,
Tearing up her strength of womanhood,
Now specked with traces of lost pride,

I thought I saw a tear,
Afraid of hitting the mocking earth,
Where Madam's hope is now hopeless,

I thought I saw a tear running down her face,
With arms raised up
And a fake smile sliding though her dull face.

I thought I saw something more than a tear...