My Mother's Sickle
Okeke Chiamaka holds a B.sc in Sociology and Anthropology from Enugu State University of Science and Technology, Agbani.
.A poem
STANZA 1
Warm it was if I stayed in limbo, I could hear the wooshing sound and gulping sound too. Wait! I can hear her voice, But he said it is not yet time.
STANZA 2
My little arms wriggled. While I took nutrients from her, I want to see her face, But He said it is not yet time
STANZA 3
I felt tingling pain in my body, As something like atones hit me, I moved farther up while it dissolved away, But He said it is not yet time.
STANZA 4
My heart! I cried as the sickle went deep inside of me, It pulled and pulled me out, Mother where are you? Now, I have a shortened time.
© 2021 Okeke Chiamaka
