RIP
Gloria Marobele
The moon
sleeps and pushes the wind
To change
the direction of the sun
The son
is me
The
daughter is Gloria
The conversation
the interview
The
review
God let
me rhyme & change this view
She wrote
for me
Gloria rest in Peace
This one is
for you
Father I want
to pray & praise you
But what I’m
feeling right now
Come and
touch me
This
moment is not glorious
I’ve
loved and lost too many souls
I don’t
feel Glorified or Blessed
I’ve lost
my sister I’m hurt
And
that’s Obvious not Glorious
When I
think about Free State News
With
words “Ke ya phamisa”
Even when
my eyes are closed I still see you
I see you
for your spirit flows and touches those who shall speak of you
Sing and
write a song in News Rooms
Spiritual Corners Columns and Headlines
In Every
moment every minute and every second
Let us
remember
Gloria for being Glorious
& Glorified
Let us
close our eyes and pray
For father
we remain Horrified
With such
news God have mercy
She’s
gone & we are still Terrified
I’m Broken
from the 3 corners of 1 point
I fall
and break & melt
Its time
to write pray & speak the truth
Not even God can catch me …
On my way
to Heaven
I sleep
hoping to wake up
I dream
open my eyes & die.
This
verse is dedicated to the loving memory of Gloria
Marobele.
Luv Skietreker
* Skietreker's new book of poetry - written in Afrikaans - has now been published
