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  1. Ibitayo, Kristina

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SO SAD

 

Her face,

 

I reached

 

To caress

 

One cheek,

 

As if to un-crease

 

Time's wrinkle,

 

Burden's frown.

 

 

So sad,

 

Her green eyes

 

Open wide,

 

Beseeching

 

Through sorrow's glint.

 

 

Her tears,

 

They drip

 

Unceasingly,

 

Encapsulated sorrows

 

In multiples,

 

Compressed drops

 

Of pure soul.

 

 

So sad,

 

Her eyebrows

 

Tilt,

 

Questioning

 

As she cries,

 

Why, Why?

 

 

Her tears,

 

They stream

 

Down her face,

 

Rivulets in

 

Careworn furrows.

 

 

Her face,

 

The mill

 

Of life,

 

Where self-confidence

 

Ebbs, etched

 

In eddies

 

Of regret.

 

 

I stroke

 

Her cheek,

 

Pat her back,

 

And murmur

 

In reply,

 

I do not know,

 

But you are

 

Not a nothing.

 

 

So saying,

 

I soothe,

 

Tell yourself

 

A new story,

 

God's story.

 

 

Tell your mind

 

The truth

 

Of nobility,

 

You are

 

Not a nobody,

 

You are a princess

 

In God's kingdom.

 

 

God knows

 

Your story,

 

You are

 

A somebody,

 

Loved by him.

 

You are you,

 

And you

 

Are his.

 

 

I whisper

 

In her ear,

 

And kiss

 

Her damp cheek

 

Goodbye,

 

Tell yourself

 

A new story,

 

God's story.