*for Auntie Faith,
God rest her soul.
13-09-2013 Kilimani, Zanzibar*
Your daughters, all four of them
Your beautiful daughters
All dressed the same,
Tears streaming down their cheeks
One by one, grabbing a handful of sand
Emptying it over your grave.
I was woken up at 3:17 am
I was told the news,
I thought of your daughters, all four of them
Now without a mother.
The soul is gone.