Death comes to wedding
Truth has been loitering around her like a devil's advocate.
Found its alighting on her singular day
It came out and cleft her up
Like a walnut under elephant foot
She looks at me with her eyes
Like two full moons fading in the clouds
Swayed side to side like a young palm tree on windy day
The sky was filled with a loud hiss
She converged all the sorts of sobs
Fell on a ground like an animal ready for lion's lunch
The attendants instigated weeping and wailing
As if her hiss was a song
Until they had furrows of tears in their cheeks
Like it was aftermath of her funeral
Jilted on her wedding
That's the Truth that smite.
To me! It was like bloody meat in the lion's teeth
And her wedding became her untimely death
Already organizing her autopsy
poem by Jacques Sprenkie Mateya
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