Dead
Sometime i see dead coming
toward me, i have been on my
heel all my life.Now i can see
it catching up with me.The only
mystery is how is going to happen,
i can picture tear and smile on
their faces.
If am gone pls don't clean my
name from the history book.
I have know pain all my life
been deserted.Mum tell my
beloved consin Cici (Cecila)
not to cry for me, i knew it was
not our plan i know we shall
meet again across the river
Jordan.
poem by Enyinwa Okechukwu Enyinwa
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