Taken a Day Before

“…Son, did you take time to know her…But I hope you’ll make it .You’ll be happy again…” Lucky Dube

Again, I had only one wish when the intersection intercepted my pinkish tissue in my body. This time it should last forever and you assured me that this one was real. I asked for your assurance, however before you could respond a dove whispered in our ears and it gave us a four worded answer which was “faith, hope and love” and its source was the sky.

Again, I agreed and you chose a spot along a river where we were to build our nest. On our way there you told me that your elder sister was faithfulness and I replied that my elder brother was Hopewell. We agreed that our first born son was to be named Lovemore. And he was born.

When we reached our spot where we were to build our nest, before we could do so, I shared with you that previously I run a gauntlet, and that I am used in rivers as I had sailed before.

I was in Limpopo River sailing from south to north but when I was in the middle of this river a few miles before reaching the north bank the dove told me I had no life vest. I then returned to south bank but when I reached this point my energy was dead and I therefore did not finish this race.

Again, I tried the Vaal River from west to east but when I was about to touch the edge of the east bank the dove told me that I had no life vest. I was therefore expected to take lessons to redo my race but I couldn’t because my energy again was finished.

Again, I successfully sailed through the Ncandu River from west to north but when I reached the north bank I realised that I had left my stick in the middle of this river because the race was demanding. Again you said that that was then and you wanted us to take a marathon instead of a race. We then prepared our nest using iron stilts and we found a tree with three branches, the first one was L- shaped, the second one was F-shaped and the third one was H-shaped.

Again now together with you I saw the dove again and it whispered to both of us that we should put the three branches together and place our nest within them. We asked a question as to why and the answer that we got was that: yesterday it rained, and the river was full and any of the branches might be washed if it was to stand alone and therefore it was better if all of them were tied together, but you disagreed with the dove.

Again, you reasoned by saying there was no need because we had iron stilts and you again thinly-veiled told the dove that our plan was to have our first born. I remember the dove telling you that I had missed my stick in Ncandu River and you said that was water under the bridge and you did not ask me if I had accepted that my third race was not a closed chapter and I always remember it.

Again, we then built our nest around the L-shaped branch. It rained. It stormed. And the river became full. I visited the Ncandu River to search for my old stick when you found out about this our son had a short breath. I begged you to oxygenate him but you could not because the oxygen tubes were with your sister and its tapes were with my brother.

Again, I request you to remember what the dove told us (the conjunction in that message) I beg let’s try it again and apply a different formula as the one that you proposed could not work and you didn’t listen to what I told you and this time I promise you that if you call your sister and I bring my brother the oxygen that is needed by our son will be fulfilled.

Again, tomorrow is another day as yesterday was the previous day.




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Last updated February 27, 2016