Warm Hands of Death

On my death bed, I will shake the warm hands of death Like a revered ofo-title holder. Clutch him in warm embrace. For his cold hands are for the Lovers of his hate: life. On my death bed, I will thrust open my arms like a cuddle-expectant infant, With hearty smile and glowing eyes Towards the Prince of Peace. For he only paves the path To dine in the bosom of Amadioha. On my death bed I will turn to my left and right Watch the mourners' showery eyes. Fill a cup with their tears and say: "See, it is mere water with salt to taste". Cheer their sober hearts. Preach the good news of a haven: A tranquil place of the ancestors Where I belong. On my death bed, I will be adorned in fabrics, resplendent Than that of the Elesin oba's. When the Ezemmuo strides in, Stabbing earth with his ofo to Bade his farewell I will simply say, "death is sending Me on an errand". Glossary Ezemmuo - The Chief priest of the igbo society. In order words, the mouth-piece of the gods Elesin oba - The horseman of the King (second in command) in Yoruba culture. Amadioha - The Igbo god of thunder and lightning. Ofo-title - A revered position in Igbo culture.