Hero Of Life Poem by Ibrahim Bashir Onakpa

I dove into the sludge,
Lagging down to fall.

While my bones become shaky,
And my vigor suffers fatigue.

I rest on my knees 2-meters to the floor,
As my sharpest sight got so blurred.

In my veins, the water got drained,
In my veins, I felt no blood.

There comes a God-sent, not in human form,
Flying high with wings like an athletic eagle.

She held my shirt up drawing to the sky,
As I regain some strength hoping for light.

benign bird droves me up alive,
As she sang the song of conquest making her the 'Hero of Life'.