His Sorrow Was My Sorrow Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

The wall of my invincible invincibility have collapsed
I am empty of words to describe my emptiness
My heart is full of irregularly irregular echoes
All of my tears have gathered to bear witness to my sorrow
My heart is punctuated by great stabs of pain
And my sorrow has overpowered my jubilant character
Overthrowing the peace in my heart
I am now a pile of tears
And my whole body is a tent of sadness
I can only imagine tomorrow
When all the pain will be gone
I miss the sunshine
And all the birds chit chatting
About nothing in particular
I remember his voice
As he said goodbye
It was not easy
He knew the time has come
It was time to unpack
All the burdens of life
And gather one's spirit
As death approached
He smiled
And looked at me one last time
He was covered with sorrow
And his sorrow was my sorrow from then onwards

Dedicated to a brother, a humble soul
May His Soul Rest In Peace