By Anabahati Mlay (@anabahatimlay)
I have often thought of death
fantasized about it once or twice
The thrill of a new beginning
The desire to exit when I am weary
I do fear the day of my passing
Would I be numb?
See my soul leave my body?
Or watch my body from a far ?
Would it be pitch dark?
Like that one time I almost drowned?
What of my daughters
Good Lord, what of my babies?
Yet again, I race away from those thoughts
And I remember of grandpa when he passed
Seating there watching him drifting away peacefully
With the raindrops making a soothing sound on his window
That was a beautiful passing
At least from this side of the living
Oooh…the ceremony
Should I worry about it?
Would it really matter after my body fails to keep this wondrous soul of mine?
And I can’t help to remember grandma
And that prayer she made me recite every night
For a peaceful passing
Enyi Yesu Maria na Yosefu
Nawatolea moyo na roho na uzima wangu
Enyi Yesu, Maria na Yosefu
Nijilieni saa ya kuzimia roho yangu
Enyi Yesu, Maria na Yosefu
Nifanyizieni nifie mikononi mwenu