Lamentation

She is dead and to be buried.
Meanwhile, she is got more left,
More left for her to be done.
I must be somebody.
Somebody who will care for her.
Paying for her love and affection.

Oh! Why,
She won't enjoy this bread.
The bread of her hard labor.
Mama! Rest in peace.
And may your journey be free,
Free from pain.

I hope there is a place for us.
A place in the next world
Where we shall meet a day.
Rest! Rest!! And Rest in Peace!!!
Though you left me in pain.

How I wish you live to see,
The wonders of Jehovah.
Who promised to be there,
For you and for me.
But still, HE knows best.
So! I give but thanks,
While I keep lamenting.
Mama! You caused my soul.