State Death Poem by Bartholomew Arkoh Boamah Sarbah

State Death

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From the tribes come the cries of grief
From the phlegm a stream of tears flows
In the dept of our hearts
In the vacuum created suddenly
untamed sorrow settles unopposed
and our hands are heavy and tied

A mighty oak has fallen
The leg that sought to carry the heavy load of the body
has ceased to remain active
The head of the people is no more
Forever gone with the eyes and chambers of knowledge

But whenever the gong summons
There is no turning back
and our departure is inevitable
But the lose of a great captain
leaves the boat at the mercy of the sea

It is with aching hearts that we sing
the melody of our departed hero
as the cold wind rustles solemnly by
and our sorrow surges as to beggar all description
with the grateful memories that seeks to remain forever

Receive our fervent condolence
Your Excellency
He who sat on the throne as president
yet death considered not your service
Damirifa Due;
Due ne amanehunu.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
It is with a heavy heart that I dedicate this poem to His Excellency the late Professor John Evans Atta Mills, whose demise occurred on Tuesday,24th May 2012, as a sitting president of the Republic of Ghana.
Uncle Ataa, Rest In Perfect Peace.Ghanaians wills always remember you for your good leadership.Damirifa Due.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Payal Parande 31 July 2012

first of all may he rest in peace and now about the poem it is incredible i am lost in words to describe to tell how i felt when i read it.... it is a really great tribute you gave and well put words full of emotion it just like we can read your heart and that what makes it perfect my condolence to your country's loss payal

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Azuki Sohumo 08 August 2012

A really splendid poem. A little sad but amazing.

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Ramesh Rai 04 August 2012

I mourn with you, my friend. May Prof. Mills rest in peace, be replete in pride. A good step, a good poem

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Captain Cur 01 August 2012

Beautiful and sorrowful eulogy written for a leader you loved and greatly respected. I share in your sorrow and thank you for inviting me to read your poem.

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Allemagne Roßmann 01 August 2012

Death is not the formal truth what you see...when you research someones untimely death you find fishes and who knows if you find the pond reaching the river and then the ocean overseas in the frantic search of clues leading to the situation

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Oludipe Oyin Samuel 01 August 2012

It's with the sunken feel I mourn with you, my friend. May Prof. Mills rest in peace, be replete in pride. A good step, a good poem

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