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<h5>Poet: <span class="has-inline-color has-luminous-vivid-orange-color">Motsoakae Joseph Moloi</span></h5>
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<p>Sadness, bereavement or lamentation;<br>The most terrible state of humanity survival,<br>War between soul, mind and heart;<br>Thorn in my skin, tumor in my brain;<br>What should be done?</p>
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<p>All things make no sense,<br>Food, bath, sleep, laughter is monster;<br>Consternation, lost, incompetent is outrageous;<br>Feeling of loneliness could my heart;<br>As lost as I may be, I glided like headless chicken;<br>My sense of reasoning becomes void;<br>Depraved as much as it may be.</p>
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<p>I may be not wise, but i see the bigger picture;<br>Losing my wife is as terrible as the flood;<br>I lost the sense of reasoning,<br>As if my mind is buried with her, down deep beneath;<br>My soul breaks in pieces, everything become meaningless;<br>She is truly gone; but why now?<br>Living lie, without you reality is twisted.</p>
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<p>The day was Thursday, as my mind serves me well;<br>Doing my duty, my mind and whole of me occupied;<br>Not thinking about the next call,<br>Phone ring: “come quickly, things are bad!!!”<br>Beholding lifeless body, my soul torn apart;<br>My mind was clouded by unknown darkness,<br>She is truly gone; my beloved wife is dead.</p>
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<p>But God why? Why me?<br>At this young age, we just started family;<br>The family I wanted the rest of my life,<br>Why?…….why?…….why?……<br>I just started the family I never had;<br>I grew up without father and mother,<br>It was a good opportunity to have family of my own,<br>But really now? What happened?<br>I will be referred as widower,<br>It never came to my mind,<br>That history will repeat itself.</p>
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<p>I now have to live without you,<br>Our children miss you so much daily,<br>I have to answer questions,<br>Will our mother come back again?<br>Will she live again? We miss her;<br>What of mother is she?<br>Dying and leaving her children without mother,<br>Are you going to die too?<br>Are you going to leave us she did?</p>
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<p>More questions without answers,<br>What should I do now?<br>Living clueless daily, as mockery as it may look;<br>I ask God strength every moment,<br>To push and to pull through,<br>I live for now, no plan for future;<br>I saw plans die in front of me.</p>
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<p>I now start to realize, that’s true I am alone;<br>I am both mother and father to my kids;<br>Sometimes people think I am crazy,<br>Others are scared for their wives,<br>They told their wife not to talk with me,<br>Either I will still their wives, or they will have bad luck.</p>
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<p>All this, I have accepted, I am an island;<br>My friends are my children; they are everything to me;<br>They are my strength and my motivation;<br>For them I live.</p>
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