The prayers are sound,

everyone whispers the word of god.

Whispers fade

short stares take the place,

Gasping for air,

no one dares to take her breath

Silence is sound and all around eyes witnessed

Eyes glistened,

Still.

Daughters and daughters and daughters

with more to come

Surround the mother #1.

The prayer we said and peaceful she left

A breath we could take for our hearts sake.

Sobbing- now is mourning

Being without her is now torturing

I just lost my great-grandmother

the look on her face makes me shudder

mothers love is like no other

Here alone feeling withdrawn

Now all of my mothers’ are gone.

by Khalifah Luciano