Wednesday, 22 May 2013

NORVI DEKPE



Norvi Dekpe!!

You should have seen her
 In those glorious days.
 When sun wasn’t half as hot as it is now.
 When you could swear by the coming of the rains.
When mobile phones were a fairytale to the poor and preserve of the very rich.
 In those days you should have  known Norvi Dekpe.
Her petite body looking so fragile,
the perfect Italian marble sculpting of her features almost ethereal.
You should have seen her I tell you,
 in those days when the gait in her feet were that of one who walks on water,
 those butterflies wing that covered her eyes batted constantly,
as  if to prevent over exposure of the bright stars behind them.
You should have seen her,
so you can tell me if there ever was a smile wider, brighter or more life filled.

Oh Norvi,
Though lowly born was highly made
A beauty that lay in every eye the beheld it
And many were those that sought to behold it
Her long slender neck could have snap with the least force
Yet it carried on it a head that was twice as beautiful 
As the body it stood on
Village born, Village raised
City wise, City made
You should have known Norvi then
You should have known Norvi
When she became a widowed mother
And though her love had passed on she would have none other
Neither would you have found a better mother
When mother and daughter would were same cloth
Talk as though best friends
More sisters than Dam and damsel

You should have known Norvi Dekpe
Before her story begun to draw my tears
Before news of her became sad news
Before the marble sculpture was weathered
By the acid rain that is life
Before copper turned green
You should have known Norvi then
So you’d lament with me
So you’d shed a tear for my sense of loss.
You should have known Norvi Dekpe