Ngozi the mother of seven
God, why take her to heaven?
On the labour pain, you called her to glory
Zaply the news of her deep-sleep
traveled in hurry,
In pains and sorrow her kinsmen feast.
Muoneke's kiths and Kin mourns in feast
United only when bereaved, with empathy
Open mockery mouths in sympathy,
No mother, its hurts to see you sleep in
your prime
Elated our friendly foes are, over time,
Keeping the hurts of your absence isn't
easy
Enduring the fate we found ourselves
sound easy.
Painful Sleep
Jude Chukwuemeka Muoneke
Poet's note: This poem is dedicated to my late mother Mrs. Ngozi Muoneke, who died after a surgical operation during child birth, on 16/9/2004. She died in her prime. We really missed her. Mother is supreme. This poem is written for her and to her, on 13/10/2020.
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