When The Light Goes Off Poem by Dr Anthony Onoja

In the light of the truth where every life was alive
Among the street fall of many waters, came this calmness
Withered by the thrones of memories among the flips of deity
Can it become deception, surely time is a verse of many chapters
Caught among the traps of lust and hate they came like riders
Become he, no become the man in the far yesterday
Deeper where the love went to sleep, among the roses of memories
Light the shroud of shame, aloft the darkest truth in him
The great arctic lifebook came like Moscow it was cold to its brim
Then the slow shadows of time came in a round o'clock hour as a thief
There was no saving grace to the show of shame, like the Kilimanjaro all pile above his gaze
Could it be that the end has come? Karma came so close with a bow of vengeance, the arrows of slaughter and the axe of memories
Can he bring back the monster of sin or death?
Only the gods knew where he came from and where he head next
On the night light of life were sniffed out, he became narrow to death
Come for the blood moon, awake the sleeping giants, let him rip it all