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Adieu
Maria
Far from the prodding eyes
of men and angels
she toils…
with the strength of mere men,
amidst battalions of soldiers
she bears the world…
And then, her shoulders falling…
yet she stood, dying to all
the flickering embers of her own dreams
Beaten…
Battered…
And broken…
she veils her scars, commanding joys with her smiles
bleeding…
as stars losing the shine from her own eyes, Yet sparkling
colored red by the heat of stale tears
Beaten…
Battered…
And broken…
with punches thrown at the casket….
still she veils the ache with a last beauty
smiling…
Maria
Mother of earth
Pour out those jars of burdened tears
into our empty pots of earth
Maria
queen of all that is born by love
break these iron walls of silence…
Is this the last smile from a wooden casket?
Speak Maria...
A deafening silence
Death hovers
in
the
belly
of your
silent pain
dreams are dying!
Maria Speak…
Life is wilting !
Speak Maria…
this silence is loud
Salvation from terrestrial fantasy
adieu
Copyright ©
Macaulay Akinbami
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