The Death Of Chiwendu Poem by Chukwuebuka Adebayo

The Death Of Chiwendu



Handsome you, Chiwendu, long times pass
As warden cars passed wont remember;
Your dear life as kyanites set in glass
Chopped and fell like a weak timber.

Chiwendu died, the most violent men lives;
Calmy ghosts rising from every corners.
Darkness calls them out,charm that gives
People that suffers seizures to their makers.

Mummy, i cannot find my holy chain
Tell all the holy-marys' that you see,
His burns, drowning, falling again and again
He'd tried kill himself by jumping off a tree.

His legs would only ache and nothing much
You shouldn't have drank the mosquito spray;
I know it was shame and people's stigma touch
But you should've waited for your healing day.

I remember one hell you went so raw
A prolonged convulsions and muscles jerk;
Chiwendu, i wish to write these lines on wall,
Where no sun will fade away, what a gentle breck! .

Tuesday, August 25, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: dirge
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