Chioma Onyekaba Poet Narrative

December 8th , 2009

At sharp six
Dawn broke
The phone rings
And I pick
‘He’s gone’
Was the next I heard 
‘What!’
Was the scream I gave
Unbelievable!
Said the voice inside of me.

As tears began battling
With my already weak eyes
Sorrow began knocking
On the door of my heart
Thoughts of all kind
Began to troop into my head
Third invasion in a year!
That’s impossible!
Was the last sentence I found.
The phone fell
My lips separated but nothing else escaped

How long ago did I just leave him
Just few minutes ago
No! don’t leave
Please don’t leave me alone.

I wiped my tears
This a joke must be
My mother’s first blood gone!
No, Never!
Your ancestors are too far away
So why have you run off so early to meet them?
Ugo! Ugonnaya! Ugonnem! Chei! Aru emela ooo!
A pretty boy
Barely nineteen years did he murder here on earth
Yet a leader of more years

Just twelve months 
To kiss education goodbye
Barely 365days to serve his fatherland
Then the enemies striked.

He left four behind
To finish the race he began
If God is happy
And Angels are rejoicing 
Then we patiently shall bear our loss
Do sleep well in His bosom
For this race I will continue
Until I reach that crossroad at old age
If only my Lord wills it.

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