Saturday, October 15, 2016

THE AFRICAN LIGHT

He that can look into the seed of time
'N tell you which seedling will germinate
Like a footprint,

He has printed the Alphabets
Producing Letters of literature
'N words of creativity

Books of legacy
He's itemized his actions
'N laid eggs of a Pan-African

Hatching chicks of inspiration
On the African continent
Leaving footsteps of hope

Shoes of determination,
Socks of wisdom,
For all those who know the purpose of time

Like a blown balloon he has left the earth
Igniting us with his last breath
Rest on the nest of mercy
Marry to our prayers
'N be accompany with tears of regrets
Gone but shall never be forgotten.


In memory of late Chinua Achebe

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