Our young years, decades ago
Saw us scaling the walls,
Saw us breaking the sills,
Made us break all rules.
We plied this route and hid under those bushes
We kissed and shivered openly wavering new converts
Our cocoon of sleep was never peaceful
As it was kept busy even when all rekindle their fatigued bodies
We were like the Siamese twins only differentiated by having every part we needed
You are now mute
And married to the earth,
Abandoning me with such cruelty,
Rendering me cold with such icy silence.
When lovers converge
And the birds chorus
While the leaves dance to the sound of the winds,
I can really touch the loneliness that promises to consume me
Seas of tears convene grand meetings in my eyes and play hide and seek on my cheeks.
Why must this be?
How did I get left behind?
When did you connive with a force more powerful to grant me helpless?
Just keep mum
Continue keeping mum
Until our paths cross
In that stinking decay.
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014.
Mum Cee 