To Death With Tears! Poem by Ameh Comrade Godwin

To you, the extreme end of every man

You harsh like venom of viper!

You gnaw the lungs of old and young

Rich and poor you never spare



Death:

You are stapled with gnashing and woes

In your world, there’s no joy

Your arrival is tears

Your departure brings agony



In your hands death

Saviour saw the gate of hell

Your womb is pregnant with shame

With you all hope is shattered



To you the devourer of peace

Who spew shame and pain in return

Your finger is as hot as typhoon

Death you are rude



Tell me death, death tell me!

Who do you love?

As those you love, you kill

And those you cherish; you torment

Who eats you food with silver spoon

Even the crown man and street beggars

You guzzle like the Ubonu hawk

Why do you rule your world with stripes?



With prophetic eyes I peer into the future

Where I foretaste your perdition

After the great Armageddon

As you’d live to gnash teeth

With you father,

Who is in hell