Chisom Amalunweze (Nigeria, AC 09-11)
Mother, you are far away.
How are you? What do you do?
Is the full moon out now?
Do you wear your starry lappa for the dance of the new yam?
Are you singing?
Those songs, that make the ailing cocoyam spring forth from the ground.
And your ailments?
The weaknesses in your knees, the tenderness in you joints.
I feel them now!
I feel them too!
Reach me mother,
See what I have become.
– United World College Student Magazine –