Death Poem by Anthony Nwosu

Death



on this stage
i will crest my name
in green
and white

my name will no longer
be written
it will live
on people`s lips

my name will sound
as the trumpet
it will ring
like a bell

i will sleep
and be awoken
by noisy chants of anthony nwosu
our new president

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