Blood Over-Stain Poem by henry ochiagha

BLOOD OVER STAIN by poet Henry Ochiagha (this is what was going on in the mind of one of the mourners on the crash site of Lufthansa flight 9525)

Sky sweet sky
You are a source of joy and happiness
The treasure of the gods
The deadly traps on land made many choose the sky
My sister Emily was among those that made the decision
Not knowing that the sky is the birth place of traps
The secrecy of the open secret is only known by the heart that harbours it
Severe psychosomatic illness cannot be cured with anti depressant only
When the sea turns red the fishes acclimatize to it due to their previous undesirable experience
Andereas Lubitz full of age but tired of living
Even the greatest psychologist could not decipher the formation of your suicidal intent
You never know what is in the forest until you go inside
The ill-fated flight 9525 habours both the soul of the just and unjust
Enemy roar in the midst of the congregation; unnoticed
He set up the ensign for signs when he locked the cockpit door
'for God sake, open the door! '
Capt.Patrick sondenheimer screamed as he banged on the cockpit door
But it was too late to stop a hungry man from eating his meal when given the opportunity
Steering a jetliner into a mountain side is an abomination
Screaming of the doomed passengers could not be heard at home
The heavy noise that cracked the french alps was mixed with white and black blood
Death was instantaneous for those on board when the plane plunged into the mountain
Both the blood of the just and unjust over stained the mountain top
Even the hell dwellers was unaware by the coming of the unjust
We went about our normal duties believing to see our loved ones again
But you never can tell when the enemy will strike
This was why i prepare everyday for the unknown
Oh! Andereas, you have made Seyne-les-Alpes a staging post for mourners
However, what you taught was a secret, the black box revealed
What you imagine in secret, the black box uncover
The fate of 150 passengers flying from Barcelona to Dusseldorf were met in the French Alps
The beginning and end of many is written in the sky
The two symbolic tragedies (flight 9525 and flight MH370) i have witness so far taught me about the love of God and the cruelty of gods