Peace, Be Unto the Dead
I placed plea on the pinnacle on the Peace
An offspring of one of the Peace
To ride far to the realm of the Dead
And dwell with them.
"Peace, be unto the dead
Those whose names still tick like sleepless watch in our
hearts
Those who'd carved an empire in the small corner of our
mind of minds
Those whose gracious grin still green like a plant in its
buoyant moment on our head.
Those whom our memories will never be man up to open
the way out for
Those whose touches would forever permeate our all and all
till we pop our clogs"
I say "Peace, be unto them"
Peace!
Peace!
Please,
Be unto them.
Copyright © Ijalana Afolabi | Year Posted 2016
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