The Shepard's Of Arcadia 8 Poem by Felix Emeka George

This life is nothing to me anymore,
If only it's possible I die and end it,
This cruel earth I was born into,
If only if is not in life
I will take the if as
If it's possible I leave
This ugly surface of the world,
Where suffering is painfully burning
Like the heat in bile.
If you asked me,
Why I am chastening like this,
Is not death that has killed my parent?
I know you know not
Let me tell you
Because I cannot mute
I will tell you.
The story of how death killed them in a day.