** A trauma on Xmas eve, 24/12/2010, late night.**
Christmas bliss! Christmas bliss!!
Bliss turned sour, sour turned blood.
Blood wrought cry, the cry for the brutally
As soon as mid night surfaced, every one's loins leaped,
Helpless innocents wept,
For another crisis was born...
Gun shots vexed into straying helpless,
Dispatching for their lives....
Matchets wounds, went deep-deeper
Like pot holes.
Blood splashed like rain drops
Oh! no when will Jos crisis end?
Who will be the rescue?
Someone give me a clue?
We woke up to find dead mass,
Today being Christmas,
Shattered by bomb blast,
Where will these lead to at last?
Marauding fanatics... so mindful
Blood Christmas! blood Christmas!!...
Beware... and watch your back!
Or you you'll be caught unaware in the midst
Of the bliss turned sour...
BY: CHARLES MELODY (LIGHTNING INK).
Then the leader in a flash
Sent his bullet through my
Pregnant wife’s stomach,
Sending the bullet out of her
To my little girl’s brain.
He was a killer glutton, for he turned to my
Son’s brain, scattering it,
With his axe, making the brain
Splash on my dazed countenance.
They swiftly and organisingly boundled me up
Amidst my confusion and helpless struggles,
They cut off the veins at the back of my fits,
Leaving me in a river of blood.
Death claimed my home,
His weapons were the Christmas rebels,
On a melancholic Christmas night.
My saddest Christmas ever.
THE END OF THE MATTER…..
By Charles Melody (Lightening Ink)
For all the victims in jos crisis.
Rest in peace.
Dull and quite 24th of
As expected, clouds
As far as we all know
No human being misses
Children grew older
wrinkles on the smile's
Where was that Santa??
The Claus's absence
Killed the well respected
No amount of cheering
could change it
I woke up excited, ready
Quickly ran towards the
And indeed there lied
No gifts, no santa, The
worst morning after
-DECEMBER 25,2:37 AM-
SHE WAS THINNING 'WAY-
HER COLOUR GOING GRAY
WHILE SHE DROWNED IN SWEAT:
"GERALD,HAVE YOU SLEPT?"
HER VOICE SO OLD,
AND GAVE ME THE COLD.
BUT HOW COULD I SLEEP
WHILE MUM'S LIFE COULD CREEP...?
I HAD BEEN CRYING
WEEPING AND WEEPING
SILENTLY FOR HER-
MY MOTHER WAS DYING..
I CREPT FROM MY BED:
NO LIGHTS; POOR AND SAID-
I HELD HER WEAK HANDS-
COLD WITHOUT LIFE'S TAN:
I HEARD HER BREATHING-
AND MY HEART CRAVING
FOR MAMA'S GOOD HEALTH.
"BUT," I ASKED MYSELF:
"WHY MUST SHE SUFFER
NEAR A WEEPING SON?"
AND WHERE WAS FATHER?
HE WAS DEAD AND GONE.
I WEPT AS I THOUGHT.
"RETURN TO YOUR COT,
YOU NEED A NIGHT'S SLEEP."
SHE SPOKE, MY HEART LEAPED.
"I SHALL BE HERE UNTIL
DEATH IS NOT FULFILLED-
YOU SHALL NEVER DIE
ELSE I SHALL GHASTLY CRY."
SHE PRESSED ME TO HER HEART
AND GAVE ME A GENT' PAT.
"GERALD,PLEASE LET US SLEEP
AND MY SON DO NOT WEEP.
"IF I DIE, THEN GOD CALLED
CAUSING WEEPS TO COME FORTH-
BUT DO PRAY FOR MY SOUL,
TO REST IN HAVEN'S HOLD."
"BUT MUM," I CRIED."DO STOP."
"SON," SHE CONTINUED."DEATH
IS INHERENT TO LIFE.
DEATH COMES 'ROUND AS WE STRIVE."
I TOOK HER HANDS IN MINE
FEELING THEM FREEZING,KIND:
-THUS ENDED HER EARTHLY STAY,
WHILE I STILL HAD MUCH TO SAY.....
...AND EVERY LAUGHTER EVAPORATED
FROM MY FACE AS EVERY CHRISTMAS
BRINGS SAD MEMORIES
BACK TO MIND......
CONTEST NAME-"Saddest" Christmas Ever
SPONSOR-Constance La France
I HEARD THE COUGH
FROM THE SICKNESS ROUGH -
I HEARD HER TURN IN HER BED
AND THE CLEAR MOAN,WELL PAIRED-
I SIGHED IN TEARS FOR MUM WAS DYING-
"HOW DO YOU FEEL SWEETIE?"
"BETTER,SON," I KNEW SHE WAS LYING-
"YOU SHOULD SLEEP, GERALD HONEY."
BUT HOW COULD I SLEEP WHEN MUM WAS DYING?
NO MONEY FOR PROPER MEDICAL CARE-SHE WASTING
I WEPT TO THINK OF IT-POVERTY.
"OH MUM YOU SHOULD GET WELL QUICKLY."
I HEARD HER LAUGH IN PAINS:
"YOU SHOULD SLEEP AND NOT TO WORRY."
I CREPT TO HER BED MY BODY IN CHAINS-
HELD HER HANDS IN MINE-FREEZING;I WAS SO SORRY.
"GO TO SLEEP DEAR," SHE GROANED;
SOON PERSUADED, I RETURNED TO BED WEEPING
AND SOON FELL ASLEEP IN THE GROAN-
YES-TOMORROW WAS CHRISTMAS-NO WEEPING
I WOKE FEELING STRANGE AND BATTERED
WHILE A GLOOM HOVERED-HOPES SEEMED TO SHATTER
I SCRAMBLED TO MUM'S BED
AND BEHELD THE ETERNAL CONFISCATOR OF HAPPINESS-DEATH.
CONTEST NAME-"Saddest" Christmas Ever
SPONSOR-Constance La France
Don’t cry my very own little ones
I assure you I’ll be alright
For tonight I’m gone to visit Jesus
For Upon you I shall shine a light
Maybe within the big bright sun
Or maybe the twinkling of a star
But may you find the comfort in light
Of knowing from you I’m never far.
I’m on the glistening green grass
Within the bright morning dew
I’m in the warm breeze a blowing
Blowing my kisses right to you.
I’m in the soft gentle rain
That falls upon your face
I’m in those pure white blankets of snow
Holding you in my embrace.
I’m in the moon that shines so bright
On your darkest nights
I’m always in that great big blue sky
To show you your guiding light.
So never feel you are all alone
Or you never have a friend
Because I’ll always be right beside you
From now and all throughout the end.
I’m everywhere you go
And in everything you do
I’m in your heart and in your soul
For my love will always follows you.
The little girl watched with boundless tears
As her angel slowly faded away
“Merry Christmas Momma,” the little girl said
“I’ll see you on Christmas day.”
As we gather around at this time of the year
It makes us wish even more that you were here
We will never grow accustom to life without you
We know that you are peaceful now
Walking streets of gold
Holding hands with the angels
And never growing old
That doesn’t change the void we feel
Opening up the presents
And sitting down for a meal
With each light on the tree that twinkles
We feel that you are close
Wishing we had the time to say that we loved you the most
Now we will share each moment in memory of you
Merry Christmas to Heaven
Merry Christmas to You
Dedicated to Papa
This Christmas morning has dawned
I stir and stare up at the ceiling
Then it hits me, this emotion of dread
This feeling I didn't know I could be feeling.
The day I dreaded has now arrived
And others cry out in joy
But there's one lonely girl standing off to the side
Lost in a world where happiness can't deploy.
I open my presents with my family
And admire them, one by one
But something is missing, it's so obvious
That the most needed present is gone.
I glance around, unsure if I am right
And Mom stares curiously
I stand and make up some excuse
So they won't see tears fall down my cheek.
Silently crying in my room,
I vow to be happy
But even the willpower I have
Is not enough, instead, it's sapping
My life has become a deep, dark hole
That I knew would be here
I knew this moment would come
When there would fall many tears.
I got everything I wanted
And all the things on my list
Each item was crafted perfectly
Each card sealed with a kiss.
But there was one thing missing
As I stood, longing for some kind of touch
From the person I lost in my life
The thing I needed most was love.
But now he's gone so suddenly
But that was two years ago
Why can't I get over this death?
Why can't I ever let go?
Why does this only affect me at Christmastime?
Why not any other part of the year?
Is there some reason for this sadness?
For this agony and tears?
Others long to reach out and help me
I can see it in their eyes
But I dart away from all help
And explain it away with lies.
I wish there were some person
Who I could spill all of this to
But now I know I never can
Because that one person is you.
I got everything I asked for
The gifts perfect like a dove
But I got nothing that I needed
What I needed most was love.