CAROLYN BROCKINGTON LIVES

CAROLYN BROCKINGTON LIVES

It rained today
You didn’t share it.
You did not hear the air conditioner
Creaking and crying for a rest.
You didn’t hear me saying:
“I love this weather.”
Nor did you respond:
“Amazing!”

Four days into eternity
My disbelief is unabated.
I expect to see you shortly
As I cross the bridge.
I Know that at sometime today
You will have crossed it too.

Never will you call at night
Or before the early morning light
With the timeless, selfless offer:
“Can I bring you a plate?”
“Is my brother late?”
“Can I pick him up?”
“I am so tired.”
“Gotta get going . . .going…going.”

Why didn’t we sing together?
I don’t even have a record
Of your voice.
We will not pray again
In the presence of Jah;
Until you have awaken.
Then
I shall rejoice!
From the shock of your leaving in death
To exquisite ecstasy of birth anew.
My dear, Carolyn Brockington,
You are alive!!

By Earthene Fleming
August 9, 1990
Note: Carolyn was killed in police chase. The robber ran into her car and killed her instantly.