By Angela Ezekiel
PROMPT — If only ...
It was Sunday when the earth
swallowed Maggi, our
sweetmeloned woman.
Soul, brightest in the
glorious morning sun,
a Lilly in a thousand thorns.
It was Monday, the birds
thus did not sing
porch songs. It was
stillness and shock
within the heart of our
Sons and daughters.
Dawn came the next day,
Maggi's seat was left to the
spirit of sorrow with heavy dark
clouds dawning. Daughters
of Maggi wept all the more.
The sun did not rise
in Maggi's home, the
only light we knew
flickered away like the fireflies
at sunrise.
There were many days
to count but these days were
the most frightening of all, of
all the days were ones with
Maggi and several days
left to count without her.
Angela Ezekiel is a Nigerian writer from Jos. Her work has been published in the Academy of the Heart and Mind online magazine. She is on Instagram as @angelas__diary where she shares some of her creative work.