Heaven is divinity’s finest theatrics
My creation is no play,
Though my mother
Formed me behind closed curtains
& my birth was like staging a scene for holocaust,
I am no drama.
What name do you give to children
Who caused their mothers to push into Eternity?
What is my identity if
I switched costumes with my mother in this plot twist called life?
She was cast as an extra for a judgement scene in her hospital robe
Nine months was the Audition for her role in this death series.
The scorching Sun is a portrait of
My mother’s wailing face,
The moon is her soul lighting up
& Every day I manage to squeeze out a prayer,
I ask God if salvation
Means taking a mother
Simply because He gave his son.
Roseline Mgbodichinma is a Nigerian writer whose works have appeared or are forthcoming in The African writer Magazine, The Hellebore, Serotonin Poetry, West Trestle Review, JFA human rights mag, Serotonin poetry, Indianapolis Review, Kalahari review, & elsewhere. She won the Audience Favorite award for the Union Bank Campus writing challenge – Okada books, she is the third prize winner for the PIN food poetry contest and a finalist for the Shuzia Creative writing contest. You can reach her on her blog @ www.mgbodichi.com and Twitter @Rmgbodichinma.