I keep wondering and wondering, what next?
He's gone and we would never see again
His words and charm caress my soul like rain
His figure never seem to depart from my head
How does one cope with an irreparable loss as this?
How do you pretend you're fine when it's him you miss?
Knowing fully well he had no power over this separation
Not forgetting he contributed to your success in this generation
After crying and mourning, what else will you do?
Pack his belongings and burn them up?
Or leave them at the exact spot he placed them adhering to his rules?
Dropping flowers, your way of controlling life?
It just doesn't make sense, does it?
The hard labour and toil now in vain,
The painful sowing and inability to eat a grain,
These thoughts seem to throw my all into the drain!