THE ETERNAL RESPECT
*for a departed colleague (Idorenyin Sunday Ukpe)*

How I wish that life should continue,
To give triumph to the victor,
And to lessen the burden on the weak,
To lift the heroes from the hidden,
That their sweats may not be in vain,
To retrieve the positivity and moments of the past,
Such that the boys can grow,
And wear the longevity of the elders.

How I wish that life should resume,
From the last moment I spent with highdee,
That life should regain it senses,
From its pulsating stage that lacks energy,
From its stumbling allergy,
That credences the negative,
Without recourse to the positive,
In its ignorance it welcomed nfana,
With a wide open touch of the left hand,
Hence, the infectious close of life.

How I wish that life could bring back highdee,
And that the vultures will halt the unending pecks at the chicks,
And that the prey would exercise restraint,
That the good may survive the stormy afternoon,
That this journey may be longer,
But indeed life must continue,
Regardless of the negative retinue,
Albeit, highdee's legacies continues, eternally.

...from all of us at *POETTREE*
ORIMOLOYE IFEOLUWA
©2017