Wisdom Series
Rhapsody of oswald
This is a poem whose words has been moulded by sad times. A poem in whose lines the very sad experiences of our today world has been conveyed.
IT READS:
I LOOK TO THE PAST AND IT JUST SEEM LIKE YESTERDAY WHEN EVERYTHING LOOKED PERFECT.
I REMEMBER THE DAYS WHEN THE FIELD WAS GREEN
WHEN BLUE LILIES AND THE RED ROSE FILLED THIS MOUNTAIN SIDE.
I REMEMBER HOW THE BUTTERFLIES USED TO FILL EVERY TERRAIN ON THIS MOUNTAIN SIDE
THOSE WERE THE GOOD OLD DAYS
THE DAYS WHEN MY BEAUTY WAS STILL WITH ME.
THE DAYS WHEN MY BELOVED WAS VERY CLOSE.
OH! HOW I WOULD GIVE ANYTHING TO GO BACK IN TIME TO THOSE YEARS.
LOOKING AT THE PRESENT, I JUST WONDER HOW EVERYTHING CHANGED ALL OF A SUDDEN.
HOW DID THE GREEN FIELDS BECOME A WASTE LAND ALL OF A SUDDEN?
WHEN DID THE MELODIOUS SONGS OF THE CITIES SUDDENLY CHANGE INTO WEEPING?
WHERE ARE ALL THE LILIES AND ROSES ON THIS MOUNTAIN SIDE?
WHERE DID ALL THE BUTTERFLIES GO?
OH! HOW IS IT THAT MY PLAY GROUND SUDDENLY BECAME COVERED IN THE BLOOD OF MY LOVED ONES?
DEATH! OH DEATH!! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO TAKE MY TREASURE AWAY FROM ME?
WHY DID YOU HAVE TO TAKE AWAY FROM ME THE ONLY BLANKET WITH WHICH I KEEP WARM IN THE COLD DARK NIGHTS OH DEATH?!
GRAVE! OH GRAVE!! WHY MUST IT BE THE SOUL OF MY BELOVED THAT YOU HAVE TO USE TO QUENCH YOUR HUNGER AND THIRST?
HADES! OH HADES!! WHY MUST YOU SWALLOW A LIVE RAM EVEN WHEN YOU ARE FED WITH MEAT FROM THE SLAUGHTER HOUSE?
BUT IN ALL I AM STILL COMFORTED
I AM COMFORTED BECAUSE THE MASTER OF THE SYSTEM SAID TO ME : "TAKE HEART CHILD".
IN MY DARKEST HOUR DID THE MASTER OF LIFE AND DEATH SAY TO ME ; " A LITTLE LONGER CHILD, HOLD ON A LITTLE LONGER FOR THE DAWN OF A NEW DAY IS JUST A MOMENT AWAY AND WHEN THE DAY IS COME, YOU SHALL EXPERIENCE A BEAUTY THAT WILL LAST FOREVER".
TAKE THIS MESSAGE TO MY BELOVED
TO MY BEAUTY OH SAY THIS TO WHOEVER YOU ARE GOING FROM THE SLAUGHTER HOUSE TO THE STOMACH OF HADES ITSELF!
TELL MY BEAUTY THAT I SAID ; " A LITTLE LONGER DEAREST, HOLD ON A LITTLE LONGER. FOR THE MASTER SAYS THAT THE DAWN OF A NEW DAY IS JUST A MOMENT AWAY AND WHEN THE DAY IS FINALLY COME, WE SHALL BEHOLD THE BEAUTIFUL DAYS AGAIN. WE SHALL HOLD HANDS AND PLAY IN THE GREEN FIELDS AS WE USED TO. HOLD ON A LITTLE LONGER TILL WE MEET TO PART NO MORE".
In loving Memories of:
- All the faithful departed who has been a victim of war, famine , natural disasters, and random violence all around the world
- Th dead and gone of Syria.
- Late REGINA JEJE , Late FAVOUR NESIMEYE, Late TEMITOPE, Late IGHOLIN, Late BRIDGET.
Thanks,
NESIMEYE I. OSWALD
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