Cupitus (In Loving Memory Of My Beloved Mother, Late Patricia Nzolo Nwanze) Poem by Uche Nwanze

Eerie voices echoing from a distance
Serenading songs of sorrow
Death wore a menacing mocking grin on his face
The Sun hid her gaze in the blanket of the clouds
A dark February eclipsed the beauty of the Magnificent Moon
A black Monday, our mouths mum from saying mom
Tears caged our hearts, misery gaged and bagged us in sombre silence
Broken not Shattered
Gone not Forgotten
Melancholy not Despair
We watched helplessly and hopelessly as you fought gallantly
Caught up between the terrestrial and the celestial
Took her away, stolen from us
Without warning, could have let us say our goodbyes
If only we had an inkling, the tinkling of your macabre appearing
The bright light on the other side and a celestial being clad in a raiment white as snow like the beloved of the most High beckoning on you to come over
A voice trumpets, alas your work here is done
Now a citizen of Foreverland
The womb of tomorrow, we await what she begets
I long to see that beautiful city you always spoke about
Where all broken hearts go
In pregnant hope, your smiling face I will see again
I look to that morning, where the Sun will smile again
And death no longer will come between us