Sunday, February 10, 2019
Death is too much a coward to answer me;
From Death I asked: "are you afraid of the older ones?
Oh the flesh of the aged, your teeth they 'ill break!
Or too wise are they for you?
Their ways may be too logical for your 'killing" narrow mind to comprehend.
Then the young you are focused on, the your, the vibrant;
The infants you crush and commit infanticide.
The youth in their haste into your net they rush.
Why Death, why?
Stephen Olufemi Omolara
Topic(s) of this poem: death of a friend
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Sadly written for my ever smiling brother Ogunwa Femi Ololade Mr-moneey. I read about your demise this morning. i thought you would be too young to die. Please let the Ogunwas accept my condolences.