Elnathan John

Rookie (Kaduna, Nigeria)

Exit - Poem by Elnathan John

I think it would be nice to know,
The way from this earth I would go;
The way I’d bow out of this stage
Whether with pomp or else with rage…

Will I among martyrs find my grave,
Will I die a warrior, brave?
Perhaps a car will crush my skull
Perhaps I’ll crash into a wall
Who knows, perhaps some disease
Shall sweet breath from my nostrils seize
With others drown and sink below-
is that the way that I would go?
Will I go in a mighty plane
On a business trip to Spain?
Perhaps someone who hates my pride
Shall poison me with cyanide
Perhaps I’ll be on the wrong side
And slaughtered in a genocide

I’m not sure if this makes sense:
If God holds a press conference
I’d ask why he made black and white,
How he feels each time we fight,
What man’s sickening existence means,
Why sons pay for their fathers sins…
But most of all I’d love to know
The way, from this earth I would go

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 24, 2006



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