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How Did Death Find Me

How did death find me?
I thought I was just dreaming.
O like seriously
I slapped death.
I know you can't!
But I just did.

This is how I reprobated his blue.
I fetched the sky for him to sip
Since his throat was dusty 
Like the harmattan.
Yet still smile did not dance on his face.

The waft of the volcano slapped him up
So he was dripping here like a crying bottle
Filled with unflustered water.
Poor you!
O poor you!

I pleaded with the heavens
For the seed of air
Since Mr. Death was dripping here
Like nobody's business.

Hm, hm, hm.
I can't believe this.
Mr. Death is indeed a Judas.
Upon all the things I did for you, Mr. Death,
You made me devour the knife.

O Mr. Death,
So can you crunch the moon?

O Mr. Death,
O Mr. Death,
Did you  know deep within that
I'm more than a Victor?
No, you don't!
Yes! I know  very well you don't!

Copyright © Jonathan Nartey | Year Posted 2015

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In the Darkest Hour

Orchestrated plots from the birth of corruption
Meticulously cunning, blue print semantics
Shadows overriding sheer manipulation
Much more to its sleeves, sly gimmickry and antics

Overlapping smokescreen piling up to its feet
Diversionary tactics, garden variety
Principles dropped, conceded an utter defeat
Distraction thirsts for blood, hounds for the killing spree

When darkness overcomes the illumination
Claiming a population, an epidemic
By the hundreds on process of elimination
Resistance is futile to such obvious logic

Retaliatory, uprising insurgence
The masses’ response with strings attached
Casted under a spell, hypnotic indolence
A fearsome adversary, no other can match

Time’s in fast changing pace, turning the wheels of fate
Right up into the very heart of society
An impending apocalypse spearheading straight
The core that dictates man’s unending enmity

Copyright © Jeffrey dela Cruz | Year Posted 2015

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Naked death

			Naked death

…the barred and sealed cattle wagons
at the Konzentrazionslager
						            the faux pas relief
    from urine mud faeces sweat and tears
unkempt armpits buttocks best wear
   turned to damp rags
                             reduced to moaning cattle
		even the heifer   wan straggly limp

          Alles! Raus!

…the last quick dab of face powder
	the lipstick dried blood tan
the felt hat lying  soggy stained
		through bellowed haste
   on the mudcaked barrack floor
the wampumpeag plucked by the helmeted claw
  stabbing on sole-cold cutting cement platform
      averting glances on sapped sagging busts
	shoulders hunched buckled in
     fingers reaching to scratch loins
		nostrils quivering
	whose the naughty stench

then the trooped Indian file
		stray belongings dumped
in a wasteproduct pile
    the once highheeled gait
  slumping to a side
from the hips down to a jaggedknee limp
   prodding the miasmal mist
       the exposed varicose veins
   the knotty pubis
                                the mons veneris
the intimate warts and moles
   last year’s Ceasarian stitches
        the rump  twitched less

the lack lustre sentry gazes
the unmasked leer
the disdainful pursed lips

			neither shame nor pudeur

and then the last gangway to nowhere 
         the Ave-Maria road to Himmelweg
			a reprieve

From the privately pub. coll. (re-worked 2016): longhand notes ( a binding of poems), 1999, 115p.
© T. Wignesan – Paris,  1999/2016

Copyright © T Wignesan | Year Posted 2016

Details | Elegy |


I should be hating all
Who don't love me,
Should I?
Not care about them,
Who doesn't deserve my care,
Should I?
Not respect them,
Who don't respect my thoughts,
Should I?
Not love them,
Who can't love me,
Should I?
Not leave them,
Who tried to capture me or
Whom I try to live with and
They don't,
Should I?
Not free myself from them?
Should I?
Now,not blame them
Who blamed me for every bad luck,
Should I?
Not listen to them,
Who took me fore granted,
Should I?
Not forget them,
Who never kept me in their memories,
Should I?
Not talk with them,
Who always talked with conditions,
Should I?
Not forget all and move on,
Or stay there for revenge,
Should I?
Move on for me,or
Sleep in past forever.


Copyright © ANEESHA SOPORI | Year Posted 2014

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Words of a soldier

                                   Here is a war, fighting
		              Fighting those i dont know
		            Stabbing, shooting, strangling
	                        	all without care
	                       	Infanticide, i dont care 
		       Rest in peace infant, was all i know.

Copyright © Sunday Kelvin | Year Posted 2017

Details | Elegy |

It is Time

it is time for dying
every victim in panic
it is time to live but
many eyes are closed
only open when hatred
has eaten its food.

Copyright © Solomon Ochwo-Oburu | Year Posted 2017