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Death

by Odetomi Festus Olasumbo


Oh death

You who pitch your tent

Above everyman’s roof

Your name dreadful

The breath of man

You make less meaningful

Your time and tide

Predicted by no man

 

Love, life, laughter, smiles

Peace, hope, beauty

Poetry, dance OMALICHA

You snatched away

Without out consent

If this is a dream

Then I decide

To wake up no more

And if it is reality

In my mat I cover

Myself never to wake up

But sleep on.

But this is no dream

IFY flow like a river

That never looks back

 

Oh death is this your worst?!

I remember her beautiful smile,

Her beautiful face

Her poetry

Her dance

Rapidly my heart beats

Then i remembered that

“Loved ones don’t die

They live in your heart forever

As long as you exist”.