“A new day has come”, the roses are still wilted and the “weeping clouds” in the neighbourhood never cease crying. No one seems to be home, including “Mama”.
AB: “Hello” Daddy, I woke up to this “silent morning” in the midst of ‘rolling empty barrels’. Where is everyone and why is the house this quiet?
Daddy: We are at the hospital, get dressed up and come over.
AB: Alright Dad, but what’s wrong?
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(At the hospital…)
AB: I see tears in her eyes, what’s going on here?
“Oh my gosh”, I can’t “wash the tears” off her eyes. An ever flowing stream of tears which never seem to dry up.
Can anyone tell me what’s going on here, please?
Dad, doctor, what’s happening to my mother?
[I must be in the midst of “speechless” Michael Jackson beings.]
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Kindly “talk to me” Mama, what’s wrong with you? Why are you on dialysis this early morning.
It’s a “beautiful day”, my “happy day” as such and I expected to see your birthday present for me by bed side, however, I met your absence.
Mama: “Hold my hand” son. Always keep in mind that “I love you” so much and will always be there for you.
“Call on me” whenever you wander in the wilderness and the “butterflies” will be there for my sake.
For now, I have to leave, goodbye.
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AB: “Goodbye’s the saddest word” you vowed never to write in “my diary” Mama, why are you speaking it out loud to me on a day like this?
Have I wronged anyone to deserve this?
“Please forgive me” Mama, if it were my actions which resulted you here, I promise not to “fool again”.
I feel it, yeah I can, “straight from the heart”.
It never dawned on me but I know it's “the final countdown”. I have to live this catastrophe of a mystery.
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The “queen of my heart” is nothing but a “puzzle of my heart” overnight, on a day I least expected to mourn.
I don’t really know how a moment last forever but if it does, Mama, I would like to know “how does a moment last forever”, haven believed we were destined together till the “end of time”?
For “one last time”, can we relive our happiest moments again?
Please, I don’t want to “believe” your “memories” can’t last a lifetime.
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I know there’s “no place that far” that’s why I keep believing you are “always with me”. I yearn for your presence Mama, come “heal” me.
I’m broken beyond “repair".
It’s been “ten days” already and I’m still living the reality of journeying my life “without you”.
Why did you leave, Mama?
When do I “see you again”?
“Loneliness knows me by name”.
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The End.
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