In Here Poem by Adams Elizabeth Oyarese

As I stand to watch the clouds of smoke
I wonder the numbers of pains evoked

I stare hard into colored flames
Mourning the now forgotten names

In this flame was a rich man I once envied
In here was a beautiful woman I once adored

In here was a baby so innocent
In here was a maid noble and descent

In here was a pastor more prayerfulthan i
In here was a sinnerliving so high

In this ash was once a bride to be
In here was a struggling mother of three

In here was a now widowed woman's husband
In here are mysteries we cannot understand

In here now lies Bidemi's lover
In here lies a now childless woman's daughter

In here were children screaming for mama
In here was a bed ridden boy's papa

In here was an old man with scanty teeth
In here was a baby with unsteady feet

In here were fighters whose groans were silenced
In here were folks who never wished to be cremated

In here are lessons that are for real
In here could have been either you or me
By: Adams Elizabeth Oyarese