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THE LAST TOY CAR (Part 2) 😔😔
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6 hrs agoTHE LAST TOY CAR (Part 2) 😔😔
After David die, him mama stop to fold him clothes.
Dem just dey there — untouched.
Small small shirts wey get dinosaur for front.
Tiny socks wey still curl like say dem still dey hold him small warm leg.
Dem smell like hospital medicine and prayer wey no work.
Sometimes she go waka pass him room, stop for the door.
No be say she dey fear — but because something inside her dey break every time she see that empty bed.
Before before, she believe say God no dey fail.
But David die.
And that kind death no be only boy e bury — e bury mother voice, her dream, and her faith.
After the burial, people begin come.
Dem bring food.
Dem hug her.
Dem talk say, “He dey better place.”
But she dey ask herself, “Which place fit better pass my arms?”
She remember how she dey hold am every night till sleep carry am,
even when pain make am shout,
even when medicine make am vomit him best food.
Him last words no be poem.
No be sweet talk.
He just whisper,
“Mummy… stay.”
And she stay.
She stay long after e don go.
She stay for that room.
She stay inside that moment.
Because where person go go when her pikin no dey exist again? 😔