In memory of O'Brien Nadzombe
When death beckons a frail soul
When death knocks up a falling giant
When it breaks down a fragile heart
Even when it takes a willful soldier
Death will not dominate life
Death will always be the final actor
Death will not enjoy the final act
Death will end on a deserted stage
For death kills not, silences not
Death is just a crude inordinate point
An unjustifiable connection he is
He shouldn’t be a feared master
As though death could control life
He fears life that not so soon retires
For such a life lives longer than death
It lives after death, death the ultimate loser
Death cannot take away this verse
This pompous snag he cannot kill
This poem sprays death with poison
A verse like this lives after death
Death can’t be feared by this poem
Or any other poem recited before
When death comes death goes
Death lacks permanence in life
Death won’t be there after his arrival
Death shouldn’t be blamed, chastised
He shouldn’t be worshipped, praised
Death should be mocked, castigated
Because death is a toothless monster
Death is a broken hero, a failure
Death wins not in life’s fatal games
Life ends in death, death the ultimate loser
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