THREE DAYS AFTER

Three Days After

Death is only a doorway to new life.

We live today, we shall live again.

In many forms shall we return.

Curtains is the transcending array of newness

A divisor of this and that, here and there

A means to an end to the beginning there of

We’ve been, we will always be even in-visible

We’ve always been as we’ve been here and there

In me you he she they them and us.

We are only victims of the unseen, cos

Men are hunted by the vastness of eternity.

And so we ask ourselves…

Will our action echo across the centuries?

Will strangers hear our names long after we’re gone…

…and wonder  who we were…

…how bravely we forth how fiercely we loved?

But in silence even in great love he lived

And he is still living, yet in us all.

In many forms shall he return.

A means to an end to the beginning there of

In me you he she they  them and us.

…the golden flower with silver petals

Hard as rock fluffy as fur and extremely unique

K.O.K.O a-Kehinde gba ebon.

©Oladele Abiodun Micheal 15:15;09:06:19