To A Dead Man Poem by Kojo Owusu
To A Dead Man
He chose his death
The dead man
Here sunset horizon
Water our fears
With the blood
Of our forbears and
Though our hearth is hot
And we pass through
Fire to survive.
He discovered the
Secret of coldness
Somewhere
He groped for
The mystery
Of winter
And now he is frozen
And his corpse seems
To tremble from
The eerie cracks
Of the north pole
He chose his death
The dead man
He gladly chose his death.
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