By Izunna Okafor


As ocean bleeds unbounded
Troubling the sons it founded
In pathing the ways with tracks
Tears bathed my wang with marks

The wave blew aloud like ruse
Kidnapping attentions as tale
Only to jail some minds in her rue
Blinking as sorrow in the eyes of men

We never expected an untimely departure
But that has reposed our own to her home
For the time of men is tied to the nature
And our tears for the dead a show of sorrow

Death has seized the noble hen
And the chicks abandoned in the dusky earth
We cry not because we need a sympathetic help
But to cough sorrow off our heavy hearts

Our elders have all died
And the vase of wisdom dried up
The siege of our dear unbounded hist
Dusked and whisked away in a rueful tomb

Death is wicked
And the world a tricketh
But we'll forever remember you good nanny
Farewell beloved granny


Good night !
Good night !!
Good night !!!

© Izunna Okafor, 2019.