fresh rantings

fresh rantings

Thursday, 19 July 2018

WAITING

I’ve been waiting, watching, bidding my time
The say patience is the key
I do not know about such things 
But I have been waiting.

Ajoba...
It’s not been easy o
Watching blue clouds turn grey, black then blue again
You’ve been sitting with me in silence
Yet you do not understand these things
Ajoba,
You wouldn’t understand 
Why should you?
You are too much young to understand
To understand life’s offices 
And I’m the clerk

Night has come and you must rest
My old bones creak with despair 
You look at me with those familiar haunting eyes
Ajoba...
I can not bear to look at you
Tears have begun their descent on my hilly face
Ajoba, please go inside and rest.
You stir a little
Then you take your sleepy eyes inside with you

Goodnight ‘Mma 
Goodnight Ajoba

I will wait for black to turn grey then blue..
The crickets are chirping my mournful song
Tears have begun their descent



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