COLLISION...by George W Kiwanuka
Besides that hard
concrete pavement, where the new city flowers thrive
They collected what
was left of her, packed in a blood dripping black plastic body bag
Hurriedly bundled onto
a garbage truck so as not to stain the freshly washed police van
The tarmac was hard
scrubbed to wipe away her obliterated beauty
48 hours after her
thick red blood had seeped through the light layers
Into the earth’s eager
open mouth
The drunk motorist who
had transformed her into a road kill statistic
was on the wrong road
side when he swept her off her feet
Always having lived by
the narrow right path, her end echoed her school years
often punished with
the naughty despite pleas of innocence,
Death had fetched and
defiled her from the right side of the road
that scorching hot
Tuesday evening
Death had caught her
in a hurry, back from church counselling
Rushing to her son’s
school to collect the child, bearing news for him
elated at the news
that he would soon have a sister
Today, years on, a
lucrative fuel station stands on the spot where we lowered her to rest
There’s little trace
of her name, carved into stone
And pressed into the
cold insatiable earth.
George Kiwanuka
@Georgewkiwanuka
It's so sad
ReplyDeletehaha that was the intention
DeleteIt is heart breaking,realistic,sad, tragic and vivid.
ReplyDeleteGood work @ George W Kiwanuka.
nice nice Joj but very sad
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ReplyDeleteLeaves a somber feel.
ReplyDeleteGreat work.
Thank you Sir
DeleteWell this is quite grim.
ReplyDeleteGive me more
Heart breaking.
ReplyDeleteAnd that lady's and gentlemen. Is a summary if how life is fleeting
ReplyDeleteShort but very detailed of the sadness nd pain..
ReplyDeleteSad indded..and well written
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