The joy of birth
Leaves the mind
boggling
At the scare of
death.
For as time marks
a beginning
So its tireless
hands
Tick to an abrupt
ending.
It is not death
that we should fear
But the sorrow
accompanied
By an unfulfilled
life.
In the darkness
of its clenched fist,
An abduction
sharper
Than the edge of
a crescent moon
The curtain falls
on an era,
Yet somewhere on
the sphere
Marks another
genesis.
In your seemingly
boundless,
Yet limited time
Your vigour and
enthusiasm
Was second only
to your will
For it takes
True masculine
strength
To beget two sons
Time has frozen
Darkness has
fallen
Your time has
completed its oscillation
But in your
demise,
We wouldn’t
suffer
Salty tears to
roll down
But heave a sigh
Of concordance
Because God has
called you home
Rest in Bliss
Osondu Alozie
-
For
Gazie, a brother and true friend.
