Voice to the Voiceless
Fortune Nwaiwu
Wouldn ’ t you think of alternatives ? Must he be the only man Who knows how to elate your mind ? Must he be the only dancer That knows the rhythm of your drum ?
How long would you mourn for him ? All day long ? With a broken heart – A heart affected by the grief , A heart which was full of joy But now blossomed by fate .
Since nature has parted you all , Think of him no more – For I ’ m here to fill the vacuum Which fate has designed .
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My Superstar ( Spoken by the Widow )
You appeared to comfort me in disguise , Your words are like a soothing balm