Goodbye Poem by Gamier Ahadi Mwaikoma

I remember when I had to say goodbye
Goodbye to my good friend
Cigarette
One late night it was
Back from office
By then in total
I had smoked 93
Cigarettes
Lonely I walked my way
Crossing to the interior suburbia
No any living soul
Except me and my cigarette!
I took this thin passage
Supposed to be a short cut to my home
Full of bushes and trees
Now approaching its butt
My Cigarette
Came a feeling there and then
My friend I had to tell truth
Fiery burning in my lungs
Like a horse coughing
Yet my last sucking kisses
Cigarette
My friend I am sorry I said
I have to rest for a while
Not that you are bad I say
But me with no self-controlling
Actually you're so good
Not once you ever forced me!
Here I say goodbye
Let me go in peace
To the nearby bush
I throw the last piece
I stared to it once and it winked to me
Since then,10 years almost
It has got to be
Not even a bit of worry I am still at rest
Without a:
Cigarette!
I know I might go back to my friend
Cigarette!
Only this time
Under-full control this I promise
You have no any problem but me my friend
Cigarette
Mientras mi querido amigo
cigarrillo