She touched his cold face
He wasn’t smiling anymore
Everyone around him held their heads down
No one said anything

She touched his hands
Hands that once tossed her in the air
And caught her again
Hands that he trusted no matter what
But they didn’t move to take her hands in his

“Thatha” she called out
“Thatha” she called again
But he didn’t answer

Why wasn’t he moving
Why did he say anything
Had she done something wrong
Was that why he wasn’t saying thing’ she thought

She looked to her mother
She had tears in her eyes
She looked to her brother
He just sat there, but didn’t speak
Why were they behaving like this

She shook her father
He was stiff
He felt cold to the touch
He didn’t say anything

The coffin shook
People came towards her
They moved her away
She cried, she tried to slip from their grip
But they were too strong

A large wooden lid was put over his
She didn’t understand
Why were they doing that
Why where they covering him
Why wasn’t he saying anything
Men carried him away
She never saw him again