REST IN PEACE, SISTER

By Julius Malah Matete Munthali We felt sick to our stomachs We felt vomiting our intestines The horror was one indeed sickening The shock was a disturbing thorn in the fresh Call after call, we could only listen Each call telling one crazy disgusting story And in shear disbelief we could also watch each other break into sorrowful tears Of a world apart Of a world in disarray Of a world succumbed to darkness Memories! Oh, memories! Brings back that malicious hour Rest in peace, sister