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Jimi Odukoya

This is how I felt when I first heard and we had to pray because we couldn't find the hospital she was in, if she was alive, so I wrote this poem
In a state
Can't eat ...
Can't sleep...
Can't think         
Can't breathe ...

The phone rang ten minutes ago and with the voice came the news that the one you loved, the number one woman in your life, the first hands that held you, the first eyes that bathed you with love, the first body that felt you kick, the first body that sheltered you for nine months, your irreplaceable mother, was almost lost.. .

What?
My eyes well up, my hands begin to quiver,
My heart begins to beat fast and my mind just keeps spinning
I can't focus or concentrate..

To the point where this "poem" , this piece begins to erode away ... Begins to fade and all you can think about is " where is my mother?" "How is she" "I want to talk to her so bad"
To the point where for every word written is a tear spilling
This my friend is what I feel..

Images crash in my mind as I struggle and battle to guard and steady myself with His word,
God's word
In a state...
All i can do is pray and wait Pray and wait. ..
Until I was told that she is gone!

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