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Pemaquid Point Elegy

Scatter my ashes at Pemaquid Point,
Let the wind sail them home to the sea.
Cradle of life, be my cradle in death,
And set my spirit free.

Sun will warm the daylight hours;
The lighthouse illume the night;
Waves provide rhythm and gulls give voice---
Music to ease my flight.

Eternal rocks will form my tomb,
Sand my quilt shall be,
Protecting from shipwreck and raging storms,
And I’ll become one with the sea.

Copyright © Mary Oliver Rotman | Year Posted 2015

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Grieving Lines For The Innocent -An Elegy On The Death Of Troy Davis

An Ocean of grief has welled in my soul
Grief of an orphan shrouded by injustice
And unto the legal gate of Georgia, 
A thousand unjust deaths posted notice
Why should it be the innocent dove? 


An amber fang of a Mephistophelian judge was imminent
Tearing all cloak innocence had worn
As holy truth assumed the position of the sun
Prime hatred was masking a noble in the court of law
And only the stainless blood of a lamb would please her rage
To atone the sorrows of a revenge-haunted family? (Truth denies)
O brothers why should it be the innocent Troy Davis? 
The tears-laden heart of mine forever shall mourn his demise



His departing lines still anchor in the inner chamber of my soul
"To thee O family of the deceased cop 
I may die but I am not your killer
And to thee my ruthless lethal killers
Pray for your souls for thou have soiled thy hands in my blood"
To my brothers who say it is legal
Empty your hates and embrace truth 
Some things may be legal but not right
Slavery in its prime was legal 
But to human dignity O brothers was it right?
An Ocean of grief has welled in my soul 
Grief of an orphan shrouded by injustice
For innocent Troy Davis is dead!

Copyright © Joseph Osita | Year Posted 2011

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OCEAN OF TEARS

OCEAN OF TEARS


Things were good just yesterday
Till death took you away today
Now, we are feeling like we lost everything
Oh yes, we lost everything when we lost you
If only our eyes could pour out all the tears our heart holds
Your casket will be over floating on them
These tears hold no salt; our heart is laden with bitterness
We still wonder if the stars still shine out for us
When we look up; the very star we look up to has faded
Can you wake now? We are drunk in sorrow.

Worst things in life come free to us
Death sold us what we didn’t order to buy
It delivered itself to us when we didn’t give out any address
What kind of offline shopping is this?
If only we can return this ugly unwanted purchase
We may forever be stuck in this daydream
What a black Saturday; it was supposed to be a happy day for all of us
45th convocation ceremony! So many invites; yet, you didn’t turn up
It’s not alright to die; though, it’s the only thing you never tried
Prof. If only you waited billion days; trillion tears could have been saved. 

Who? Where? When? Why? ...
Unending questions; heart-breaking answers
If we were to write about your death in an answer script
We will submit empty script because we don’t know what to write
How can we write what doesn’t have course outline?
Many will demand for extra script; to use and clean up their tears
Prof. you have left a big vacuum in our heart and in our department 
Who will tend to your courses and your supervisees now that you are gone?
If these are my last words about you; I didn’t say them only in bitterness
You scholarly legacies are enough to restore us to default hope.
Requiscant in pace Proffesor Ken. Ifesinachi…

						

 

Copyright © Victor Alexander | Year Posted 2016

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Ocean cries!

Oh wailing oceans on melancholy days 
Your wisps of salt that fill the air
 Above your clouds that set ablaze 
Of purple passion and looming haze
Where seagulls take flight on gallant 
breezes                                                                                  
How taunting memories tear lonely eyes 
Whose tide rhythms move with wonder
With heavy soles that grip from under
 Oh sadness sits with she, and blunder 
Should lifeless thoughts come to heart?  
When oceans calling for her to part 

Copyright © Laura Mckenzie | Year Posted 2007