REVERSING THE ORDER

He left me with scars and brokenness,

A broken heart I hide,

A broken arm that reminds

all the times he came,

Drunk, really smashed,  

Not even remembering his way home,

proof of how lost his life was.
Those knocks I will never forget,

Neighbors beckoning mama to go get,  

A husband who passed out on the streets.
When he could bring himself home however,
His mouth arrived before him

As he cussed and sold his dignity

On his way home, not to stay,

But to break,

Break my heart,

Play with mama’s heart,

And kill my affection.

He erased the place that manufactures love in me,

And replaced it with shame and hate.

In time I believed,

His job was to sow,

Not to water, not to weed, not to harvest.

He went on to sow more,

More of ME’s.

He would come back, to kill, steal and destroy,

So, my joy he stole,

My trust destroyed

And mama, my hero, had to heal it all.

Of course, it never rains but pours,

God called mama home, and I saw it all

I lived her pain as she left,

I lived my pain as she left,

I lived in pain after she left.

Never, have I ever experienced such excruciating pain,

Like a dry leaf, my heart was crushed.

With her left all the love, attention, affection from family and friends.

Lost childhood, lost hope,

Gained strength.

Stumbling blocks can be turned into stepping stones they say,

Stepping on our situations my sister began,

My father, mother, sister, friend she became.

Sacrificed her opportunities and pushed me forward in her stead.

Like a baton, she passed on the support she got, and I excelled,

And I learnt,

To love, to forgive, to sacrifice

And I got exposed to people who spurred me on towards greatness.

Survival of the fittest was the name of the game,

I am the best because I climbed on the shoulders of the greatest,

The wisdom of God incomprehensible,

His plans for my life indestructible,

Look at me now

Reversing the order…