Ode To Bara
Journey man
Chef of Choral cuisine
Sunset at Dusk
Drained of Melanin
A voice heard across generations
Stilled in immirimious waters
Strange silence
As hearts fearfully flutter
What deafening silence is this?
An iroko has communed with the grass
Chills crawl up macho spines
This Hero here has joined eternal climes
Adieu, brother
Adieu, Bara.
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