WHEN HEROES DIE



News of a death

 Travels faster

 no matter the distance,

 But Heroes' death

 travels at the speed of light.

 The news was shocking!

 The taste unpleasant!

 There was sudden scream,

 Then a crack in the sky,

 Then total silence.

 The wind brings home

 The unpalatable news

 From Nairobi, where it happened:

 a bone was broken;

 a rib was ripped apart;

 a life was lost!

 Torgbiwo....Mamawo....

 I have come home

 But not with a pleasant news

 Not a tale from the hunters,

 Who tell the tales of their adventures;

 yet something similar:

 broken scars and frozen smiles!

 But first give me seat,

 Then water

 and let me break the silence

 that will break your ears

 and your hearts.

 The feeble hearted must exit,

 the children must join

 If I must tell you....

 The Good Old Professor,

 The Scholar,

 The Diplomat....

 Had joined the ancestors involuntarily!

 Babaa, babaa, babaa nami....

 fometorwo, mia woe se nyavor!

 

 

 

 

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