Treasure Island

George Egba


The Soul Brothers Death


The burial of a soul brother
Was not good for a rainy day
Maybe his death
He could be wet to paradise
The burial of a soul brother
Was not good for a rainy day
We will need umbrellas
Forming a canopy over his benediction
While his soul is trouble by thunder and storm
The burial of a soul brother
Was not meant for crocodile brow
Mocking with their hypocritical tears
But pray than deal us a deadly blow
When we feel we have some peaceable murners
The rain in the soul brothers death
Fell to water away all wishes against him
And when all roof is wet
You rust to imagine the hole that cause the rain
As everyone celebrates the downpour
The rain in the soul brothers death
Was not good because
It only washed our faces not our hearts
And when we return
Is with conscience laden with guilt
The death of a soul brother
Was a warning not to the rain
But to all that need the rain
The soul brother just died like everyone of us

Submitted: Saturday, July 05, 2014

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