Like thunder, you struck with no fear
With no sympathy, you arrived to offer hearts pain to bear,
Death; with no conscience, you plucked him so young
Indeed, life remains a mystery with unique songs to be sung.
Today, we are here
Tomorrow, we must be there,
Yesterday was story of birth
Today unfurls story of death.
With no doubts, life usually made a divinely plan
But nature swiftly stops at a man,
Who often seen on cassock and sash
To offer him a serene pash.
All for what please? Not to stay more with his family
But to offer them a last smile, and join a silent queue gently,
Grimace faces, a day brought to us to watch
Restive mouths, relatives have given to catch.
Shattered hearts, brothers are here to endure
Seeing their brother lying, like a
sleeping soldier; for sure,
Yes, a brother whose vision was to pray with chasuble
And zeal was to defend and make his Christian faith visible.
But today, see; his song never chanted
His play never finished to be acted,
As a devoted Christian, who accepted celibacy
A better way! He said; to follow God and stay under His supremacy.
Look around; See men standing to welcome a Brother
On official outfits standing, to escort their Brother,
Whose eyes, gently closed like a monk in a meditation
And face too bright like a sun on a morning visitation.
Please! Behold a man on an eternal slumber
That visited him on a month of October,
Not to enjoy the Litany of the Saints on earth; as he wished
When his feast would have fixed to be witnessed.
Yes, thought was to freely prostrate before the Altar
But watch; he rested before the Altar,
Without a word, without even a smile
This but pains death has come to compile.
Brother! Nothing we have to say, but have a safe journey
For your earthly race is thru; calling a heavenly journey.
With one accord we pray; Rest in peace Brother
Receive Your son, Merciful and Supreme Father,
And give his sins a pardon
For we believe; forever he will jubilate in your Kingdom.

So sad may he rest in peace.
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DeleteVery nice. God is ur strength.
DeleteRest on the young soul, ripped before the actualisation of his dreams. Your litany of saints has been sung before the final day. Heavens shall bless your humble soul and shall grant you the realities of your dreams. Enjoy the bliss of death for you have made a mark on earth as a sojourner.
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DeleteBro Jeo is really heart breaking but nothing can we do when God knows best.take heart
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DeleteMay his soul rest in internal peace! It's so painful
ReplyDeleteI so much appreciate this poem,it is too atrophied to write with pen or tounge kudos
ReplyDeleteThanks very much
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ReplyDeleteRest In Peace Bro
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DeleteRest in the Bossom of the Lord
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DeleteDeath is a journey we all have to embark on someday tho we all don't know Wen it comes and it becomes a depth and I you and no one can do anything about it.. Please do heart bro.. This is a well sung song bro and know he is in a better place
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