Days of Sorrow

Days of tribulation ,days of persecution; Days I wish not to remember; The day I lost two precious jewels-mum and dad, I became an orphan and a nobody, Soon after, I lost my aunt to a careless ‘hit and run’ dude, My sorrow multiplied; I was speechless for days. Many days I went to bed without food; I battled with cold at night , Strive to survive and to become somebody; Which I did….. But the aura of sorrow encompassed me ; Chained me like a wild beast , And today I suppose to be celebrating my promotion as the top man, but….. I celebrate or sorrowbrate the burial of my LOVE…. DATE:5-2-2015