AND DEATH WILL DIE
~Bonface Otieno Okinyi
Beyond the horizon of grief, death will die!
And life will happily live ~immortal life.
A day is to come when death will mourn his end-
when grief will groan in pain,
While love abundantly graces the universe,.
And behold, death shall breathe his last.
Why do you grieve for sins, you mortals?
Sins, Inflicted against you by your lovers,
Those heartless carers you so much trust
Having broken your peace into tiny pieces
Having betrayed your fickle loyalty…
but sin shall peacefully succumb, I say
To the everlasting doom beckoning him
In a world beyond the blues
And behold, death will grieve for his own life.
Recently, I watched little souls grieve for their sleeping genitors
Having walked in paths of flying bullets,
Bullets sent by their leader to an errand
Of eradicating crime and diseases.
Their leader thinks he is immortal.
Why are hungry, homeless people criminals?
I will tell you why.
Death is still alive, and
these people-common genitors—infect others with poverty.
Helplessness and homelessness!
They are like chaff in corn
That must sieved and made clean.
I see this and I say, “Let the little ones cry until their day.
A day death shall surely die.”
And behold: death will grieve for his last breathe.
