#28. A Song For Widows.
Day 12. NaPoWriMo- Celebrate Poetry, All Month Long!
Poem: A Song For Widows.
We look to you in surrender, and not with blame
For the things in this world that we’ll never understand
Why some souls fall and others still stand
The sharp piercing pain of a dear, dear sister-friend
As she experiences a moment when her world crumbles and seems to end.
A beautiful bride, the saviour’s handmaid
Now suddenly, by fate, a lonely widow made!
Caught up in a nightmare of stolen dreams
Trapped in a world of silent screams.
Allow us wail and mourn a passing that makes no sense
As children lose a father and their sense of innocence
No more security, they bear the pain that he’ll never be there
That all their triumphs and challenges, he’ll never know
No, he won’t be around to watch them bloom and grow
So allow us weep and scream in our anguish and fear
And express our deep, agonizing, searing sorrow
And the sheer futility of living for tomorrow
When indeed all we have is now, this moment, today
And look to HIM, our creator, who gives and takes away.
Papa, shower your grace, love and strength on my dear sister
Send forth the holy comforter, the counselor to surround her,
I beg of you, sweet, sweet and gentle lamb, never depart or be far from her presence
Walk with her and fill her body, mind, soul and spirit with your healing essence
Give us the grace to stand, show up and be here for her, solid and strong
May all the years of her life, many, many decades ahead, be blessed and long
To you Oh Lord, we offer our tears, our heartache and our sorrows,
To you alone, we surrender our past, todays and tomorrows
Biko Chukwu, anyi bu umu gi na ayo gi nna,
Ozoemena! nna anyi, biko, ozoemena!
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