Life Poem by Friday, Happy Oyamenda

When darkness terrifies the day
Who listens to the sobbing hearts of the trees?
When the childless night weeps for her child
Who understands the pregnant night?

Then the wind reveals
The secret to my imagination
FESTUS- THE ARCHAEOLOGIST
Has left his shell behind in humility

My fragile veins quiver
In incredible delusion
Tears exhibit my tongue

My bed and sleep
Comfort my body from misery
Yet in dreams
Is my spirit
Shattered

The fans of my brother
Sing darkness to the beings
The goddess cloud mourns and bleeds

The guns praise a timeless friend
Who enters nature’s immortality
The earth elates

The age draws near
My mind rambles
To immaturity

My strength in weakness
My heat in the cold wind
His smiles cosseted beyond words

My FESTUS has fallen home
Into the restless earth
Without a goodbye kiss

But I say
Adieu
Adieu
Adieu great comrade!