SUICIDE! Written by KEMKA S. IBEJI


SUICIDE

'Twas a beautiful morning
The day, though yet to break
But light shimmers tears
The smiling morning suddenly darkened
It darkened out of the ears and not the sight
We could hear darkness though we see the breeding light
The air brought the news
One has died!

Died of his hands
And a thousand questions throng
How? Why? And for what?
He is weak, one painfully muted
But I find it difficult to accept this
I rather would think it is strength to kill oneself
No!
It is indeed weakness!

Seems strength when you think the act
Really weakness when you see the reason
Appearance against reality.

Hear some of the reasons;
I'm tired of life
He is depressed
I can no longer face it
It is difficult to continue
I think I can never succeed
The loss can't return

It is weakness to die
And don't doubt it please
Who is strong and can't face it?
Who is powerful but surrenders?
Strength speaks to life
Weakness is for death by self
Yes! Even death as usual will not attempt the stronger
Whoever is stronger will be alive
No wonder it's a shame

It's a shame to die
Whoever is killed is the weak
By death, by the other or by self
Whoever is killed is the weak
Just the weak dies
It's a shame to be weak

Whoever calls for death
That one is indeed conquered
Who will ever conquer me?
Who will even dare me?
I am strength, I am power
I am the most powerful
I shall live
I shall not die
But whenever I will die
Let me die strong
Let me die in the hands of God.


By KEMKA S. IBEJI

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