Granny

On hearing your death What creep in my head was Akon's Pot of Gold Its melody within heart You have served your purpose So Rest in Peace Born to Love But it enslaved and betrayed And onwards you pressed Your foils nurtured your old age As strong as you were Your battle on the thin line You won hands down I admire You Last week I saw and greeted You were fit What an awesome recovery Indeed your Maker wiped your tears But now it is finished Well done As a kid I run onto your bosom on visits Then rained on me praises But I lost contact Next I saw you on life’s field of war Then despised, not long I grew wise to know For with time all will grow Was in turn and showered care Hope you recognized Thanks for your Blessings My half seed of lineage May God lay you to a Peaceful rest Where Love will search to find you Your foils cry Swollen red are our fragile eyes Thousand thorns within our hearts Pain abounds here May your Spirit comfort us Smile down once again Smile down once again Memories well built would be well kept Strong willed, Religious, Grateful Lord we are thankful Yours forever A Single Parent's sweat lay to Rest in Peace. ©Kofi Asokwa-Nkansah