Mama Wambui

When I grow up
I will carry you in my car
The two year old Shepherd uttered

A time and half a time
Since you left
Every second your thought
In my brain cells

Sometimes I wonder
Did you have to leave
Before partaking
The fulfillment of my promise

Do motorcades
Have a place in heaven
Or perhaps the Omnipotent
Decided to carry you
In His chariot on my behalf

Inasmuch as it hurts
To know you are with the angels
One thing I won't let go; prayer

You were a prayer warrior here
And now I'm certain you ace
The intercessory team of heaven
In the remembrance of you
Never will I leave the place of prayer