WHO AT ALL-WHO?

~WHO AT ALL-WHO?~

 Will we and the entire earth be caught in amazement?

That alas the monster has finally departed?

Will the whole heavens swell up with jubilation?

That finally-finally the claws of hell has broken

And gone blunt?

Who will mourn the wicked, if he be dead?

Who will mourn the ungrateful-the backbiter

The dealer of darkness?

Will there ever be rooms in the heart of the benevolent?

An empty one of course.

Will there ever be humanity in humans when the

Wicked finally-finally departs the lands of the living?

Sometimes I wonder; how every soul praises

The good departed ones and hearts

How all good words and songs mixed with sweet saliva,

Are sung to fill their caskets.

Sometimes I ask myself;

Will there ever be a tad of these lines

A leftover of these sweet praises for

The wicked departed ones and hearts?

Will there ever be?

Will reservations be made for them when we finally-finally

Reckon that not all hearts are good?

Will we still sing our honey coated eulogies?

When we realise that, or will our

Praises burn out into ashes in our mouths?

And all our good perspectives and intentions breakdown into dust?

Will our sweet saliva be swallowed or shall we spit away?

But who at all will mourn the wicked?

Is it the poor whom he took away his nothingness?

Or will it be the weak whom he bullied?

The rich whom he stole from nor

The kind-hearted whom he paid dearly

With ungratefulness-

Who at all will mourn him-who?

---Fampah Coyish---

© By Fampah Coyish-Awoken By Poems 2014