Thy Death I Cry Poem by Koffi B Sossou

Dear Grandma,
Thy death I cry

The sunrise is over
The recess is over
And your prime is over

Here comes the fall of the golden days

Here lies a much-praised beauty
Here lie the hands that have toiled for many
Hands that are now empty

Thy days once peter out

Like dark clouds in the sky
Thy heart that myriads of eyes cry
Like the rain falling from the sky

Thy motherhood, thy kindness, thy integrity
Here lies thy lifeless body
You have promised I will see you again healthy

The last time we called on Saturday
Here I am thousands of miles away
To be informed that you have fallen asleep along the way

That you are sleeping
Sleeping forever
Grandma,
Thy death I cry.
Remain of you, beautiful memories
Until we meet again
Where people go and never come back.