Lamentation 1

What is life without joy and happiness? what is life without self honour and pride? Upon this mountain hell i lay every day Battered and frustrated A man of sorrow, forsaken My spirit groans for mercy which failed to come All is taken away from me including the smallest pin of what is life without a mother? painted black and red I mourn every seconds for that pretty damsel swifter that the eagle, my heart pounded Joy whispers sadness in my ears and tears becomes my friend In despair i feast and dance sorrowfully they mock and throw me around like a forbidden coin men are evil, my spirit moans Raising my eyes to see my ears i could tell of their wickedness my goats, cows and jewelries gone Hear me evil souls, the nature has its judgment Once in life, it cometh and it hard to escape It hard to escape the judgment look at father native compound it been taken away by strangers those who once dance with us In good fortune and share our breads and barns together NOw, they are against us in fury Dare point us in the face and laugh Hear me old friends, nature has its judgment The nature has its judgment, beware In my old age. bitterly i weeps all day in affliction and harsh labour my foes had become my masters the roads to my hut mourns my compound groans and grieved None to comfort me, all my friends had betrayed me All the splendor has departed in the air this is why i weep and, my body shivers My eyes overflow with water All who pass my way clapped and laughed at me Enemies open their mouth wide against me my grieves are many and my heart fainted i am in torment within, disturbed and distracted I remembered my wandering and pains In the dark forest alone Covered my self with anger perhaps my father had sinned And i didn't know and, we now bore the pains Getting brad is at my life risk Because of the sword beneath look and see our disgrace Those who pursue us are at our heels my siblings scattered abroad sorrowfully No one to caution us and drag us back Till end i know the earth has it judgments i shall sing beautifully with joy in other phase of life when the gate shall open. ALL RIGHT RESERVED (C) JOHN CHIZOBA VINCENT 2013