The Journey Back Poem by Tony Adah

The Journey Back



He told no one
He would travel
And won't come back
From the look of things
It prompted him too.

Back from the farm
He rested under the tree
In the compound and he never woke up
He had no bath
No lunch
No change of clothes
He left without his luggage

As he slept on his eternal bed
We wept
We cried
We mourned
Still all upon deaf ears fell
He shook not
He breathed not
Till he slept alone
In his grave.

Friday, May 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death of a friend
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