A dual dedication to my three weeks old nephew,'SOMTOCHUKWU' and my father; who finds another existence in him...



REINCARNATED

Arise from the dead
Arise and sin no more
Arise and sing once more

Open wide your palm
Receive thee my psalm
Without number or realm

'Our son and husband has gone mad'
'Without a grave he lies'
'Garlands of anguish'

Predictions from the past
Actions of ghast

As i write on tablets of stone
Your epitaph mirrors withered flower

A the river Niger flows backward
'Nwagene' runs without water

As Eagles shed their feathers
Vultures take the crown of flight

As weed over grows the tomb
Snow turns to charcoal

Awake!
Make your bed as you want
Die and live once more
Live and die once more




Poetry by chuma okafor
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Written on 2011-01-25 at 10:34

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Telesforos
Beautiful and very well created horizon from the living (and perhaps as well paradoxly from the dead).
2011-01-25