ARRESTED BY DEATH!
Oh damn!
It's back again!
The assassinator
Gnawing its teeth
And thrusting its icy hands
Far and wide
Sparing no victim
That falls into its claws
Swooping faster than
The hungry eagle
It cares the less
Whether the old
Or the young
This time,
It came subtly
But suddenly
Than our eyes could blink,
We went to rest
Then it came for the arrest
It came from the family of
Cardiomyopathy
And has no sympathy
For our empathy
Not even our ability
Could truncate its agility
The talking drums
Ran viral
Across the continent
Carrying the news of dismay
Flooding our eyes with tears
No! No!! No!!!
Some in disbelieve
Others in shock
And speechless
We rushed to the soothsayer
And the fortuneteller
Yearning for words of comfort
To soothe our irking souls
But they couldn't wipe the million tears
That wish to reverse history
The message finally came
From his own house
Plain and white
Bearing no colors
In anger and frustrations,
We gathered our bows
And arrows
Our munitions and ammunitions
Ready for the battle,
Ready to sacrifice, even blood
To reclaim our begotten son
Our pride
Our mentor
That left home unannounced
But the old man's words
Reecho:
Whatever is in the grip
Of the dead
No life can reclaim it!
He was arrested
By cardiac arrest
And flown to his ancestors
The land of no return
RIP KOMLA DUMOR (of BBC)
Your legacies live forever!
