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- July 15, 2019
Response To Adaeze’s Suicide Note
You left me a suicide note, now I must reply Let me start by saying you didn’t have to die If I’m opportune to see
You left me a suicide note, now I must reply Let me start by saying you didn’t have to die If I’m opportune to see
I may not wander on the street I may not wear tattered clothes I may not keep dishevelled hair I may not utter jargons
The clouds are dark this morning A star ceased to shine the night before Earth will feel its wrath today It will drench her
She became so quiet and withdrawn Keeping to herself all the time And she couldn’t eat nor sleep She was an old version of herself
That whilst they see colors and flowers blooming All we see are dead flowers How do we explain what we cannot understand? How do
My fellow brothers of the ink We inspire and we thoughtfully think Our writings are inspirations to others Let’s not become victims of “bother”
What exactly is left? When our pride has been collected When our natural resources has been nabbed Why must we hear their voices What is
I know you hear these voices in your head you hear their screams, their words you see their colors, how sometimes they shine like
Has the world killed you through your own hands too? I asked him, painfully. Sobbing like a dim cloud which breaks into torrents of emotions,