Kwach Abonyo Poet Elegy

Because Death Was Jealous

Your angelic girlhood I ruined
And your upscale lifestyle you abandoned
To lull the little me while I groaned
And nourish the frail me as I matured
All because in me you hoped
But to take back you never lived
Because death was jealous

As I grew, hand in hand we walked to church
And visiting me in school to you was a cinch
Holidays we enjoyed building sandcastle at the beach
In my trespass you sat me down to teach
And for my better future I saw you vouch
But with it you never came in touch
Because death was jealous

The teenage me hated your fretfulness
I saw how you turned from beauty to ugliness
Grubby garments to you was tidiness
Barefooted you walked for my gladness
And bedraggled you looked to stop my ravenousness
But you lived not to see my happiness
Because death was jealous

Time came when you looked drowsy
When I asked you just turned easy
And the smile you gave me was cosy
Nah! Your smile was 'glossy'
I knew all these you tried out as whimsy
And may be, you wanted to leave me busy
Because death was jealous

You fought it but it did engulf
I watched and cried but under surprise I heard you chaff
In me was a confusing pang of joy and grief
You called me and gave me a tender kiss of relief
But when I raised my eyes you were bereft of life
My mourn couldn't cut your death off
Because death was jealous

Inking this last stanza is your boy of stray
Watching by your sepulchre with dismay
Remembering you as who became his mainstay
Wishing you stand and see how growth has come his way
And join him to celebrate his heyday
But all these wishes I know you must gainsay
Because death is jealous 

NB: Happy Mother's Day in advance

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