Weaned! ! ! Poem by Ola Joseph Kolawole

WEANED…

Once upon mama’s laps
I woke up and slept all between her paps
They were sincere nourishments to my sap
And I was growing up with no gaps

Days rolled over days;
Months over months;
And years after years…
Then – just suddenly – an interruption emerged…

No more milk drips to my watering mouth
Even while my teeth clung on her teats.
I looked up to her face – expectant…
But contradicting my expectations, she smiled…

I couldn’t tell her how I felt,
I only cried to show that I was sad.
“You’ve given me milk all these years,
“Why should you stop at such a time like this? ”

These remained unanswered questions
Till I read in THE BOOK about a boy
Who slept on His mum’s laps
…And he died at NOON!

Then it dawned on me
“I can’t stay on mama’s laps forever”
So that I may not witness a day
When by noon; Somebody dies!

Thanks to mama – a real mother
Thanks to God – the real weaner
…and this one wish I still have:
That I may know Him more…

July 7,2008
OLA KOLAWOLE