FOR HER GRACE CHILD

Tears filled mama’s eyes Fears of narrowing bones and the sun Her grace child giggles in her hands – favourite pet Never will she breathe unless her baby breathes death Baby squeezes mama’s breast till they go dry of milk Food you know child But life you sow bare

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BABATUNDE

The end of day Is the birth of dawn: fresh hope, Heralded by yowling. This effusion of grief – superimposed by Tinny voicing, a cry: Father is back – Father is back again! ‘Tis ample comfort that suspends grief, Neutral emotional platform As a worn shell is laid away. The...

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LIFE LOOM

The journey starts A child is born! A bundle of joy; Tender, innocent and helpless! Who would believe that this one Had been at the loom in times past? Pretty baby, Sickly baby, Leader of tomorrow, Or, down-trodden in sorrow; Who knows? The music starts: For one, melodious tunes Beautiful...

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