A FLICKER OF DARK

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.