Strapped On My Mother's Back
Chatter of women fill the streets
Happy screams of children in perfect harmony
A beautiful world I see
A knot holds me steady
My mother's back a safe haven for me
As my head rocks slightly from the rythm of her feet
She runs, my head rocking rapidly
children cry, their hands not held, abandoned
As their screams turn into cries of agony.
Like a drum it continues to play
A rythm only played by death I hear
She runs, her heart accelerating
My head bounces, as I cling to her
She runs, as one carrying precious cargo
She runs, to a location not known to her
It all stops, then calamity
As cries tear through the slience
She's breathing heavy, she stops
Warm scarlet colouring her already coloured dress
Oozing as it frees itself from my vessel
She screams, as she sees the remnants of my life dripping from her hands
The knot She holds refusing to let go, a prayer for me
If I were to speak I would console her
But fear grips me, spreading as poison
I'm not strong but this my burden I must carry
Goodbye mamma, This world can't hurt me anymore.
Copyright © Luyanda Ngema | Year Posted 2018
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