In Blood She Sat
The machine roared into life, high spirits in a rover
Two lovely love birds had clang to each other
She a college fresher
He a young village school teacher
Yes,
It was an outing, never to be, up and down hard
They had met the earth, not a roar was heard
Under the stars, she sat, in her blood
Him, a fountain from his head, was blood.
Hmnn!
Help! And a slap from a would be Samaritan
Pockets ransacked, cash and cell phones gone
In darkness, they leaped, returning was none
One, two, three, her lover, would not stand up, lo! It was dawn
Yes,
She had sat there, in blood, oblivious of her lover's departure
Found at the break of dawn, to hospital for care
A soul gone by the wind, was her lover,
The times and places he would haunt, memories would linger!
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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