Nigerian Spice: Letter to my missing sister

Nigerian Spice: Letter to my missing sister

By Emmanuel Adebayo, Nigeria:

I stayed still in bed
I was awake but wouldn’t move
I waited anxiously for the lovely fingers
That tickle me out of bed every morning
I held on tight to my pillow…
Any moment now, she’d come in yelling
“Get outta bed, you scalawag”
Then it dawned on me,
My sister hadn’t been home for weeks,
It’s been several days or is it months?
and I still haven’t gotten used to not having her around!
Right now I don’t feel like getting out of bed anymore.
My will power and the excited spirit melted into the pillow
Alongside my tears
“Fatima, Fatima, Fatima, Where are you?”
That’s the continuous cry of my heart
“What did you ever do to deserve this?”
I don’t want to think
I can’t bare to begin to imagine
what might be happening to you
Please hang on wherever you are,
I believe help will reach you soon.
My hope isn’t out, my faith is large
I know in my heart you’d come back to me
’cause I don’t know what to do without you
I’m a mess presently…

The alarm is buzzing,
I’d better get out of bed or I’ll miss school,
It’s going to be another long boring and lonely day without you!

Founder and Editor in Chief of the Readers Cafe Africa

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