MOTHERLESS II

Sometimes, some things defy my pen and will
I only watch, shed tears and walk away
They say don’t hunt what you can’t kill
I hope you understood the short play.

Now, I ‘m writing what I opt not to write
With red ink that is of danger flow
In the world that sees no right to pay the rite
Children receive the wages of their parents’ sins like knockout blow.

Why did it take you just nine months of age?
To prepare this tender lilies eternity in hell
Death becomes a pleasure when you live in bondage
If I’m God, I will ring the end time bell.

There is no misery greater than watching the motherless
As powerful as God is; he will go sleepless.


Uche Chidozie Okorie