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EOE (Apirl 28 1986 / Otukpo)

Death

Sometime i see death 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.

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Comments (3)

beloved consin Cici (Cecila) not to cry me, i know it was not our plan i know we shall meet again across the river..beautifully crafted piece.....10 read mine..... anywhere... i miss... lovely life
Firstly, I'm touched by the fact that we were born in same period. secondly, Your way of writing in simple but real. Thirdly, It is not time for you to die. I' like to be your friend!
a poignant write filled with an universal emotion of fear of death.