A Dirge For Dimgba Igwe

The rooster dares to crow as the reaper reaps and sows tender souls of human life upon this earth full of strife Before the breaking of dawn when void shadows lie to fawn a righteous seed will stand a price denying this cock from crowing thrice The sick sickle that reaps this seed shall live before our Sun to bleed as spored seeds do solemnly fall awaiting the suns righteous call Though these words may hit and run leaving a mangled poetry as fun the Sun approaches vengeful and bright bringing all our hidden works to open light Adieu Dimgba Igwe our voiced seed your bloods wailing call, angels shall heed