Anonimity Of The Grave Poem by DEDAN ONYANGO

ANONYMITY OF THE GRAVE

Decades gone by
The deceased is still
Lying low and lost
Like a drop of ice
In the Indian Ocean.

His executioners
Fear his heroic
Apparition haunting them
In their milky
Heavens decorated with
Death of a hero.

His graveyard
Cannot be traced
Yet his thoughts
And desire can be
Felt across the
Great lands of
The nation he
Fought hard for
Freedom, yet his
Soul is not free!

Now the moonlight
Is gone, the sun is shining
Dimly on his
Anonymous graveyard
That is public yet so private,

His name remains
In the great books of history,
His statue stares
Sardonically at the masses
As they hasten
Without a glimpse
Of what now remains
To be heroic.
Deep down drips
Of fear clouds their
Guilty souls.

Anonymity of the grave
Lays within the souls
Of its beneficiaries
Who are now callous.