Death At Mulago Poem by David Rubadiri
Death At Mulago
Towers of strength
Granite
Enduring
Like life itself.
Up they rise
Tall and slender
And around them
White coats flit.
Like the magic they spell.
New Mulago Hospital
-the name shakes -
she stood firmly
on that cool afternoon
giving names, tribes and sex,
a woman clad in busuti.
As the fullstop was entered
On a white sheet of paper
A whitecoat gave a nod.
Her hands cross her chest
And the message unsaid
Crushing granite and concrete
In gushing tears of pain
And a lonely sorrow.
Her hands cross her chest And the message unsaid Crushing granite and concrete In gushing tears of pain And a lonely sorrow.Congratulations being chosen as The Modern OPoem Of The Day! 5 Stars full
Fullstop in breath ending the path of life no power avails in this regard no wealth avails in this regard flat everywhere flat death roots absorbs the pathos of all earthly life.........
Sorrow of death in the midst of affluence and it's shock marvelously depicted. Well deserved modern poem of the day.
Death! ! Tears of pain; Lonely sorrow. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Her hands cross her chest And the message unsaid Crushing granite and concrete In gushing tears of pain And a lonely sorrow. very good poem. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/3/2024 9:05:34 PM # 1.0.0.1119
i like the message and the way he brings about the sorrow of death