She Left: Ii

someone shouldst say where mom’s gone - nay, say she can’t be gone! badaiki return mom return mother of mothers come to the homestead & see the garden has out-growths unkempt lie the mud-pots cob-webs encase the clan - mom whisper some words lay down baskets of hope for your children are empty - you’ve rear’d ugly seed-yams manifold beads of sorrow hung on the eyes of our hearts mother of mothers we’re faint & bent & fallen a broken wall we lie flat where’s consolation?