The Journey Poem by ibiba tamunominji

At the jetty
I raised my hands in prayers
As we embarked on this journey
This journey was the journey
Of returning the dead
Gazing at the brackish water
Feeling how it flows
And how the whistling breeze sings
With songs and prayers
We got to the land surrounded by ocean
On returning from this journey
Of returning the dead
Met us a high wave
About to capside our boat
Hell no! We wailed
We crossed the sea in fears