Gone For Ever
(The Widow Speaks)
When the bell of your painful demise
Rang through my ears,
My heart ached with intense sorrow
Ready to surge and soar.
I peered on the thin air
And to coalesce your true image
But ended up wandering in the realm of solitude,
For a rare gem has gone forever
To a home that is beyond glorious.
Your cessation is a sharp blow
Disquieting my cheerfulness
As I think of the things we shared –
Ideas, love, and companionship in domestic affairs.
But now fate has gravely severed us
Slashed us in countless pieces of doleful despair;
Split our marital vows.
We have all sustained injuries,
Like soldiers who barely escaped
From a battlefield bleeding,
And yet we are more to be pitied
Than bleeding warriors
For fate has forever parted us.
I can't see you in the hut
Nor do I see you on the farm anymore.
The question is, where are you?
Where has your soul gone to?
How could you leave me to be plundered
By your own kinsmen?
Have I been reduced to a bounty to the hands of your kinfolks?
Now, all men sing for euphoria
Dicing to share me as their customs demand.
I have forthwith become a dividend of loss,
While my heart ails,
Theirs glare for devious pleasures
To assuage their grotesque eros.
I recall the good years you have been with me,
Reminiscing all your great achievements
In matters related to African norms.
You have been a traditional drummer,
Wrestled with great wrestlers
And thus, became great as you whirled their backs
On the grounds –
In the New Yam Festival.
Many hands of applause were given for your success,
And myriad damsels yearned to be your spouse.
I remember, your first woman,
Who stole your heart before my love charmed you,
Evolved her interest in you when you
Won a priceless medal
That brought great honour to your family.
What a great loss,
A hero bitten by such a dangerous python!
People say what kills a hero is
But a little quirk
Which no man can imagine.
Thus, no man born of a woman has ever harmed you
But a mere python,
Whose venom wrecks your torso,
Dragging you into an untimely but deserving grave,
To rot in the soil forever and ever.