Poetic Dialogue Poem by Deluke Muwanigwa

Poetic dialogue (Terry Craddock)

'The night before i leave i will eat my last supper,
cooked by my wife who i know will suffer,
bid her adieu in melancholic silence
and prepare my divorce from her kindness'

TC

there is embodied within this exceptional emotive poem, a pulse beat slow well defined melancholic sadness, echoes in reality love tender lost appreciated spent, slow pulse beat first step stepping into love future potential unknown

DM

Yes, Terry, there is a very terrible heart trembling trepidation tellingly going to cause severe heartbreak severally to siblings wife and kids. A life in strife knife thrust fast in those abandoned without explanation or exclamation only exasperation. This scenario is seen in cities time and time again. I am glad the emotion of melancholy came out wholly as intended.