Tuesday Poem by Joel Benjamin Ntwatwa
They Will Carry Me
They’ll take me away,
On a rainy Saturday.
They’ll carry me away
Upon their shoulders in a small brown box;
Never been a heavy man anyway,
So they’ll carry with ease that day.
I will be neatly dressed
Litres of perfume upon my ironed face,
Eyes closed and unaware of the procession
I will be led away.
Lowered into a pit,
Tiled and clean, I hope it will be;
Dust to dust, ashes to ashes
Into oblivion, carried away.
Joel Ntwatwa passed on the Feb 10 2018 at age 33 from complications of Sickle Cell Anaemia. Read his obituary here.