SUNDAY AWODI REST IN PEACE
In the quietness of the hour
When the birds of dawn slumbered
In the stillness of the night
When the world was in darkness
Death came again
Unnoticed, unwelcome and unknown
With his ancient axe of cruelty
Ready to vanquish and conquer
Everywhere he goes
He lives a message of sorrow behind
All that accompanies him never returns
Sometimes a young tender child
Another time a bright blossoming youth
This time, my dear friend is your victim
He was a dreamer boy
He is too needed to be gone
O death! When will you see the evil you've done
The hot tears your injustice has done
The broken hearts of the bereaved will never mend
Even if they get used to this tragedy
They will never forget nor forgive how you shattered them
A brilliant soul is gone
Forever from this cruel world
REST IN PEACE
That may be the last I will say to you
But not the last I will say of you
© Olatuja Oloyede
