Analysis of Blood stains

Her cry can wake the dead in the wake of dawn. The van zoomed off as Remi keeps grapsing for breath..

Remi mi! Remi mi!! Remi mi!!! She cries. Running around the streets on a cold night. Every soul frozen to the sight of death in their front.

No one answers her as fear grips the street. She removed her wrapper  to stop the blood from flowing.

As Remi's breathe slows down so does his existence. Darkness overcame him, as mummy wailed.. the whole neighborhood could hear her cries, anguish and agony.

Agony  of a mother on blood stains on a public road, holding her innocent son like a criminal on the street of life. Another dust to dust without justice!

The cry of the innocent bloods which have stained the streets will never go. The cry of Maami on the death of her son lies in an unfinished song for justice.

Blood stained heart on a point of no recovery! We hear a revolution, it's loud and springs a new change. 

Hope it wipes all the blood stains that refused to live the streets for justice and peace.

© 2021 Modupe A. Olatunbosun (Sleekmodupe)