The Last Warner Woman by Kei Miller

Author:Kei Miller
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781566893053
Publisher: BookMobile
Published: 2012-03-07T08:00:00+00:00

an installment of a testimony spoken to the wind

Shhhhhhhhh

It never need God to make people know that that bus was going to crash. The driver, a man by the name of Sam, did drive reckless from time. But when I see him that morning walking to the bus, I shake my head. His legs was already trembling and couldn’t find a straight line, for him was the kind of man that sayeth unto himself, what is life for but to drink wine and be drunk. But the Lord say everything in its season, and Sam was a man who never consider these words. On top of that, the set of pickney who was climbing onto the bus appear me like some demons released straight from hell’s furnace. They was making one heap of noise and talking nasty talk, like they wasn’t nobody’s children. I know something awful was going to happen so I try to stop it. I give them a warning. But may as well I did warn a stone. The bus drive off same way, and half hour didn’t pass before I get to understand it fall into the river. When the newspaper man talk to me and the article come out, it was like my name grow wings. Who never know me before suddenly know me. People was coming up to me and shaking my hand as if to say I was supposed to be proud. As if to say this crash was a thing that me did orchestrate. But who could be so heartless to feel proud that a set of pickney was dead? Them did need talking to, yes, and perhaps a good caning cross their behinds, but them never need to dead, and I take no joy in that. But people was talking talking like it was me who push the bus off the road with my own arms. One morning I even had to keep myself hid, because up and down the lane in St. Jago, the father of one of those dead children was walking. He was waving a gun, and looking for me and shouting, weh she deh? Which part she deh? Bring out the stink bitch and see if God can save her from bullet! Part of me did want to go out and stand up cool, cool before him and say, Son of man, be cursed. Don’t you dare threaten the Lord’s anointed. And believe you me I was brave enough to do it, for I consider to myself the words that did come to the prophet Jeremiah—for they shall fight against thee, but they shall not prevail. Still, I decide to stay hid, because I know it was just the grief inside that big man, making him carry on with his foolishness, and in truth, part of me was grieving right side with him.

Shhhhhhhhh

Well, who never want to kill me, all on a sudden want to be my friend. Shepherds and Captains of different bands was coming to me in secret, saying why I don’t join their bands.

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