I See Him Eaten
I sit with my grandfather
I see him eaten up by years
without mercy flesh is gone
bones complain as he moves
tongue is tired of speech
fingers dance with anger
but the years continue to eat
my grandfather’s body
No rescue, no escape is for him,
years assure me point blank.
Copyright © Solomon Ochwo-Oburu | Year Posted 2017
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