YOU WATCHED ME CRY You watched me cry Like a one-week old baby Suffering from acute pile And walked out, taking my smile Out the door with you Into the darkness without due Nor mist that shows kindness: You walked into wide darkness. My eyes are sore and heavy As when bereaved of Son, Mary Demanded for answers. I hold only faded flowers Of shared memories of broken Dreams, sad when spoken In the silence of my heart Now bleeding at each start Of breath like an old engine Running out of oil n’ attention. © Prince Nwafor Oji Awala Ogale 25/01/2022