Memories Of Another Life Poem by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

Broken mirrors are sad, shattered and flung
So are the memories of the man who bathed in
Snake waters: ripples never stay the same after
Watery turbulence,
And if crocodiles shuffle in scaly leaps, banks alter.

Such is memories of another life, torn and
Time-dispersed, elusive, and dredged within the
Events of the seas and witnessing clouds above.

If not, I should not be worried of another life.

I should be making amends within these broken circles.