No More Death Poem by Adeola Babalola

Any time i opened the window of the past,
though warned not to again
for my health.
My mind flashes like the rays of light
chanllenging a bullt to a race.

Alas! If not for around me,
i would have pulled the trigger,
and be joyfully tag a murderer.

But how many?
Do i have to send on that same journey
of no return.
May be hundreds, thousands and even millions.
Yes! May be would do

And they too regroup,
like a disturbed bee.
Attacking again.
Another death.
Continuing like this until we say,
no more death and forget the past.