Elfin Poem by Lihle Shezi

Elfin
I don't remember
holding you.
my memory is just
a false prophet.
You gave me peace
as I sat by your grave.
words said
the God in you was
the true poet.
and Satan is just
a bad comedian.
from the same womb we grew
same red cells, same khaki pants
with all the poverty we shared,
why can't we share your paradise?
You gave me your soul
when the world was cold.
You gave me peace
when your body was cold.
I gave your home tulips
because I couldn't just uproot
your existance from my
timeline.
My memory is just
a false prophet.
Your story telling was right,
the God in you was
the true poet.