Note Of Hope(We Are Immortal!) Poem by Adeoti Deji

Whenever bomb exploded, we are scared.
Whenever we heard sound and news of bomb's attack,
We are gripped by fear.
Fear of where the next will ravage.
In front, at the back or beneath our feet.
If beneath our feet, we are done!
But, we have hope if it exploded in front or
At our backs.
We have a chance:
Of asking for forgiveness of our iniquities,
Of writing some lines on sand as a memorial of our departure.
Of signing of will with our lawyer;
In order for our books and stanzas,
To immortalise our spirit in our exit to eternity.
Streets and markets will be named with our names,
With our image hanging at its entrance.
We have hope of eternity,
Where greater peace, hope and joy lie.
We Are Immortal!
Our remain will be clothed in national linen,
There, we will wear it in pride of buried dreams,
Lost friends,
And some lines we forget to write;
In our diary.
We hope for befitting funeral,
Although mass one.
We can die by bullet in our skin,
Or bomb.
Death will come through a channel.
We have hope of our names,
Being pened down among past heros,
With those kaki men.
We hope for some lines/stanzas,
To be writing for us,
For our spirit in his departure.
We Are Immortal! ! !