The earth shock with fury as we walked
for a fleeting moment nothing moved ….
glasses flew from space
screams filled the calm morning
escalating to unbelievable decibels
tearing all into tatters …
I watched the sky for an array of angels
but the bellowing black smoke veiled the sky
coaxing my ears for the final flutes in the myriad noise
imagination gave way to reality as
walls caved into dust before our very own eyes
Arms and limbs parted company
never to be one again
daylight miscarriage a premature night
frustrated souls started their untimely journey
“from ash to ash,
from soil to soil, ....
till we meet again...,;
Torrential tears flowed down the bridgeless rivers
naked hearts trembled like reed grass
On a chilly Friday morning.
Copyright © James Mwando