Longest Letter Poem by Tony-Cemaluk Egbuonu

My sister, dear
Death, last time there
Rejected you then
In His name

So strong and sure
That shame was theirs
And their cronies, crooked
Awaiting to shed there

Their tears, as of crocodiles
Sealed with a seal
Of thunderous Amen
Believed I you

As you demised
Bitterly wept I
Not for dying
For all must

But, leaving before
And behind
Your husband,
Your cross

For decades carried
Duly and dearly cared
Deserved no blame
For dying,

For death
Desired not you
Far thee well there
Sister Louisa, my dear.