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Goodbye

In the time gifted us here, what have we done with the people and things we love?

Sometimes, the most profound goodbyes
Are not said with words. They just happen.
Perhaps with a lover’s apologetic kiss
Bidding farewell to the rest of your life.
Perhaps with a friend’s passionate kiss
Saying “this is never to happen again.”

Sometimes, the most profound goodbyes
Are not said with words. They just happen.
Perhaps with a loving mother
Bidding her son off to a good day
And the son not returning for a day
And then a week and then a month and then a lifetime.
Perhaps with a hustling young father
Kissing the forehead of his two-year-old daughter
And the lips of his beautiful baby-mama
And heading out on his hunt for bread
Only to be himself prey to a trigger-happy hunter.

Sometimes, the most profound goodbyes
Are not said with words. They just happen.
Perhaps with a teenager fed up
With being bullied or feeling lonely
And choosing to ‘stop’ it.
Perhaps with a thirty-something man
Frustrated with feeling like a failure
Unable to provide for his loved ones –
Odds not in his favour for a while too long –
And choosing to ‘quit’ it.
Perhaps with a thirty-something woman
Frustrated with pressures built up
From archaic sentiments and heartbreaks
From not-so-fortunate ventures
And choosing to ‘end’ it.

Sometimes, the most profound goodbyes
Are not said with words. They’ll just happen.
But in the meantime, we can love:
Not only with words but also with deeds.
Love the persons next to us; honour our maker.
Love the lands of our birth and the lands
That become our new homes. Love
In the way that we too desire to be loved.

(Originally written on the 17th of October 2020, inspired by the #EndSars protests that took place in Nigeria then.)

Disclaimer

This is a work of fiction.

Credits

Photo by Alessio Lin on Unsplash

By Chetam

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