LONELINESS KNOWS MY NAME By Brown Toyin

LONELINESS KNOWS MY NAME

Loneliness knows my name

He calls me by my first name

He calls me thrice per hour

And I answer seven times per minute!

See how weary I have grown

See how worn out I now look

So sickly and so sad

My throat gone so dry and sour

My eyes wander in the empty space

Waiting to hear his call again

Ever ready to scream my unending response!

Loneliness refuses to forget my name

He even remembers my maiden name

And never fails to remind me whose daughter I am

He sits still in my bed

And intermittently says to me,

“Tonight, your guest I shall be!”

Now the night has come

I listened so hard outside the my door

And so keenly I strain my ears

Just to hear mother’s call

Lo, it’s still loneliness’ shrill voice I hear!

“Please let me go,

I think I heard my husband’s call”

Then he smiled and said to me,

“Don’t worry my dear;

 I am the one that calls!”