Tears Of The Dead
I woke up one day by chance,
And told that you're gone,
And to make it worse,
They said that someone killed you.
I was not in good finance,
I borrowed a loan,
And used all the purse,
Just to know what you went through.
In that coffin you shed shed tears,
It was true,
And you suffered all these years,
No good chew...
All in the morning,
The strike of hunger though farming.
I remember taking me to the school,
Now I'm educated and longer a fool,
Now I got a job, a wife and children,
And I miss you mom...
My life is vengeance-ridden.
Now the man you claim
To be your sweetheart,
Is busy tearing all your children apart.
All he knows:
'My children send the money'
And he thinks that all the time
We find it funny.
Wednesday, February 24, 2021
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem is a dedication to my late mother Ms. Jennifer N. Kaduga (R.I.P) who devoted her life to make a great poet out of me. She went through valleys and hills to up bring me to this level. She is gone now, but she lives as long as this poem will survive ages long after I have embraced my ancestors. She complained a lot about how her husband treated her, and we hated our father for that. In fact we suffered a lot from him, but life must go on and we must learn how to forgive so that we may find comfort in the eyes of our Lord Jesus. I have forgiven him and went back home in the village to meet him in person after solid five years away from home. We settled many scores, and we are even now. We visited my mother's graveyard, and we prayed there. At least a drop of tears for the loved one. The title of this poem contains elements of a true story, my dead mother shed tears when I talked to her and asked what befell her as she laid flat inside a coffin. I called my elder brother and asked about the meaning of that incident, he never answered me to this date. But I believe there's something that has to do with the spiritual world, the world where the dead can shed tears to communicate pain and sorrow of leaving behind the loved ones.