Remember Me
I put the kiss in your heart.
Remembering the days we wear hat.
When the winds blow.
Look upon the sky and below.
You could see what I am made of.
Of what use is love upon the sea?
I took your hands and you smell the winds.
Go to the forest and see how weeds are made.
Glorious as I am but don’t forget me.
Remember the kiss upon the moon.
I kiss and love you till the moon stand still.
When all are gone, I remained upon the sun for you.
There we spend our entire lives.
Remember the tears upon the isle under the sea.
Remember the love of goat and a cow.
Breaking the laws and principles of natures.
Can the two love? Remember I be there for you.
Remember the thousand hugs that I promised not to forget
Love is strong above all things but there’s something stronger than love
Yes blood is stronger than love.
My heart is heavy with pains and agony as I walk along the lonely road
Remember the blood we drank together with the winds.
You heard and understand the words from the winds.
Never to forget me till eternity
Remember my children, elegy so long I wrote to them.
War would never claim my life.
I will surely come back for them.
The children of the Eagles
Born in the house of symbols.
With green leaves covering my face for defense.
Pray that I don’t think of you in the war front.
Rather you pray I survive and love you thousand times.
The hibiscus and green leaves waves their hands in tears and sorrows
I understood their sorrows but I forget my country not.
It is just for a while, the sorrow would end and rest would hang on me.
When I pondered over the white flag to be raised
I am not a coward but I speak of peace and harmony
So I pray that you remember me
The love you shared with me.
When the time comes, we fly to paradise with a child.
Let the status of me be carved in your mind.
Many are gone to the dust of the earth.
But here I stood to appreciate mother earth.
She remembered me in her prayer.
The soil and the wind listen to my desire.
It kindles the desperate burning fire.
The prayers went swifter than the eagles.
How are the mighty fallen and the weapon of war perished?
But here stood I to appreciate mother earth.
She remembered and prayed for me.
My wife and children also never leave me.
They stayed above the sky praying.
Here I come, the deed is done.
Copyright © John Chizoba Vincent | Year Posted 2014
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