A Befitting Farewell Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

Goodbye we say in the snow
Never shall we be forever now
My head is for you a space
As my space in life is your pace
We may see tomorrow or not
All depends on how we tie the knot.



You may wear my shoes home
Then I find you place in Rome
When I cry at your departure
I waited patiently for the rapture
When we shall see behind the gate
Belonging to the same fate.



Your honour here I keep
Go where you are not cheap
Goobye, goodbye to my heart
Never from the issue of my art
Know ye the breeze still calls
In the presence of my love you lives.



We may see at the hill
But keep your mind still
Let us fight the fight
Without the fear of missing light
In my heart I keep your image
The same case we both manage.





When after writing this befitting goodbye
I shall lock up my eyes and cry
Between your shadow that passby
I never know how it hurt to say bye
Wings the virgin of your sound voice
In my heart that weeps not in peace.



We may see or we may not see again
But my spirit shall be the shadow of your rain
In your soul have I caved undying legacy
A brave rock that men tried to hide their privacy
Shall I keep my love for you, queen Monalisa
The sounding bell of the kingdom of Lisa.



The Art- attack of my heart
Makes my art go in my 'Ha-art'
Am not without you in my life
Still I rise in my struggles and strife
Goodbye and goodbye, my song sound
A befitting song without flaws
The stincking hand of the sand
Shall not hold you in their races.




(C) John Chizoba Vincent