Ode For My Late Mother Poem by Wensislaus Mbirimi

Like a bolt of lightning
Imagery so vivid and lifelike
Vision of my life
Reflected in her passing life

Tears flow
Them, only she could stem
How now, mine tears her now I can't show
Mine tears mama an emotional shame

Chalk in hand yesterday to kids ministering
Drugs in hand today failing health nursing
Memories in head tomorrow I be musing
While most needed mama life you forsook

Around your sick bed
Grand children staring uncomprehending
Why grandma had taken to bed
Sickly for days unending

Mvuma road your way to your plot
Msasa cemetery now permanently your plot
On my way to our plot
Tears flow on passing your plot

All with me never will know
How I miss and wish to know
If u see me always as I head to our plot
As I pass you on what is now your plot