She Is Gone Poem by kedrix Udjoe

Take me, o dream,
To the farther land
Were the spirits-feries live
And the dead habitat
For there, is their home
And a passage to life eternal

Adopted is our precious mineral
Of a costly price

Upon her, have been our hope
Whose viture is good will
In all edges of knowledge and intelligence
Even for ages; in all ages
Outstanding is her characteristics
And in her I console

By deaths trap,
Her soul is caught

The blind, versitle, old being
Full of energy and careless movement
Of mockery and mischievousness
Whose nature is incomprehensible and mysterious
Even to the philosophers and scientists
Who are human problem solvers

Go oh gods!
Go! Go! ! Go! ! ! Go! ! ! !

Beneath the earth and meet Hades
To the sea and see Poseidon
Board the ship Santa
Take Aeries and Achilles on board
For there is war in Olympus
And Zeus have declared it

Oh! Put on the amour of mourning;
The amour of sacks

Our eyes brings forth uncontrollable floads
And its balls are fire
Blazing like an eruption
Our hearts will be of vengeance
And by our hands
We strike bitterness in our hearts


And life a tale of nothing
Brings forth death; we can do nothing.


R.I.P
Snr.CHIAMAKA OKERE