The Sojourn Of A Great Poet Poem by Benjuzzy Okpuzor

A black day for
a dark man, was
the last of a poet,
yet in his agony

pardon was denied,
this poem, will not
kill me tonight,
for i have spoken my

mind to what is just
and justice, for the
preservation of liberation
and liberty, and yet

it came to pass the
last of this great poet,
by a ruthless general
in his quest for freedom

and right, not that he
cared for gold but for glory
my heart bleeds and leads
me back in his time,

when the wrong word
was heard by the wrong ear
as he was tagged for treason,
yet never did he contemplate such

but cooked by the crooked cookies
to obliterate his racial trace,
to this great poet the appropriate
words i have none

but his name will stand
in the land of history