Resurrection Poem by Chime Justice Ndubuisi

We sojourn through uncharted bushes and paths
Nothing; no trails, just journeying to a nowhere
Inquiring as we go along; sometimes fighting
Man, wrestling gods, defeating beasts and ogres
And making bargains; but we moved on.
The bushes thickened and the paths narrowed,
But we are yet resurrected!
It is no hearsay, but pure revelation;
We are pilgrims to a nowhere
Until we get there, our feet remain un-laden
As we walk past sultry darkness, desires high
Do darkness and night know us by name?
We are drowned now, gone for ever
But we are yet resurrected!
Why should I continue living, or be resurrected?
Death brings release. Relief from all suffering,
Yet I must, under the heaviest burdens,
For I alone has been singled out
To run the cycle over and over
Eternally; a difficult task: my burden
But I am yet resurrected!
To make the seasons come ceaselessly,
To make nights and days endlessly,
I, born to work and to sorrow
I must not depart from my burden,
I must see the end: very soon
But I am yet resurrected!