IS SHE REALLY GONE

On the dark day of Ndey's mourning
My head turned upside down
Like the s0mersaulted truck
My soul turned inside out
Like the busted tire
Is she really gone,I asked
For she was such a caring mother
Open hearted and deeply religious
For she was such a beautiful lady
More beautiful than even beauty
For she was such a strong woman
24/7 she was at the market
For everybody was her problem
While she was no one's problem

For Ndey understood everyone
While no one understood her
For poor mother she truely was
But her days are boldly written
For Essau is her mesium
Which shall always polish our memories
For even the sheep wept
On her mourning morning
For her children shall soon reap
From her fruity garden of diamond
For Ndey has gone forever
But still she remains forever
For she has not stayed long
But still stays some more Ndye

Alagie and Sheikh my nephews
Ndey and Ramou my nieces
Ndey Joof i shall call you all
From her feet it's yours
Fit your feet in her golden shoes
"When shall your toubab come"
Your mum often asked me
That reminds me to use my biro
In memory of my late sister
Like her name Ndey indeed
Everybody's mother she truly was
Poorly living and fairly ignored
Because she was dumb and deft
But not dull at all

God returns his saints early
Much is unveiled when they stay
Take care of your saints everyday

For you never know what they convey
Until they are gone in May
For my face is floating with tears

While i send my sympathy to Njoofen
Like i did to Ngayen
May her soul rest in perfect peace, amen


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NDEY JOOF-33 in 2001
A BEAUTIFUL AND BRIGHT LADY
CARING AND CONCERNED
DUMB AND DEFT
AND POOR BUT PURE
MAY HER SOUL REST IN PEACE