The Gravesite Lament

THE GRAVESITE LAMENT Roy Mokoena When the earth hath giveth us chance to breathe, but death meddled in between and barricaded our journey. After birth we all rejoice and celebrate but when there is death, folks and friends suffer from sorrow, pain and grief. Alongside thy grave on the autumnal grass, I solemnly knelt thither, gazed my eyes towards the tomb, said a prayer for your resurrection. A swarm of butterflies fluttered in the breeze, the mockingbirds whistled their melancholic music-piece. Clouds banked, the whole skies rumbled, rocks crumbled and stars crashed into the space. I cried out vehemently, I was dying to share my love with you again, after the bible verse that you whispered in my ears, I was resuscitated. You promised to take care of me, oh Lord my God, pain that made me sob my heart out was cured, all my distress was washed.