My Other Mistress.

Dirge To My Aunt

On the bed of stones she lay,
dark chants to see another day,
oh a miracle she prayed,
in a very strange language.

Knocking on the door of loneliness,
I could see her depart,
opening the door of loneliness,
I could see her depart.

Like a leaf losing it's grip,
falling, swaying side by side,
other leaves watching,
hoping and gnashing their teeth.

Like a China this earth is,
continuous movement but forever still,
like a cave with no roof,
you hide there but can still be seen.

A wish forever not granted,
a prayer forever not prayed,
a song forever not sung,
a woman forever remembered.

In a lonely building you lay,
with no joy or pain,
I shall come see you there,
where we meet to meet again.



In loving memories of my sweet aunty, Anadu Florence Ngozi, who
rested on the 22nd of February this year.
Jee nke oma.

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