Elegy for boys who never returned
Photo: Fiona
Inspired by “For Boys Who Went” by Adedayo Adeyemi Agarau
I’ve seen sorrow’s bareback
Promising boys whisked away
Into bodies into aches into tombstones.
I’ve watched mothers
Break into rivers
Before their children’s
Sprawled bodies.
And yesterday, my mother stung me
With the pale news.
A boy next door found limbless around the street corner.
Today I laid my rose to godspeed my friend.
Returning to witness the market people
Scattered around a boy dressed in flames.
Some say he stole from a vendor’s shop.
Flare my soul as incense Heavenward
Ring it as a bell of supplication
Tell God, boys too were created in his image.
When people see this on the news, they feel sorry that this is the place I call home.