WHIRLPOOLS

Written by: J.KOLADI SAMSON

WHIRLPOOLS

You were born
Into broad daylight
Tears of joy and fragrance,
Of tender love-
Flowing to my veins, your soft skin
Anointing a life time fulfilment.
You swam on all fours
Lisping in my lap.
A bout of fever, you lay still
Shuddered as my hot tears fell on you
I sat by your side, days and nights
Serenades and holy oils and fastings.
In new pinafore and jacket
We went to school
Your cries-
Kind nun put you on my chest.
You grew up, your mother
Shedding her love from heaven-
Often you pushed me to a corner
When I plucked you from thorny shrubs.
Unfriendly magnetic field,
At the expense of peace.
You taught me new lessons
Came home with a boy friend
Painfully I saw you moving away
Your way unknown to me,
Smiled like a clown devouring
Fire balls.
Know not the current pulling you
Clatter of cut glass on porch
Mole hills stood up between us.
Late arrivals, combined studies
End up in separate compartments.
Time fled, laying myself down
I read your mind
Not the creepy chillness of old age home
Take me to the other strata of Time
Set a pyre, let the goat caught in shrubs be free
Tie me, sacrificial prey, up
With tenderness in heart, for old times sake
Put knife on me, oozing blood
Dries in pyre, orange flames
Cross the phase of Time
Get back to the abode of peace
Grass lands, full of life
Full of colour.