If tomorrow  never comes

my heart will be kept in your hands

you remember me when sword is seen by

my wods will never lie like an eunuch wind

i tried hard to discard those ugly image of war  from my heart

once and more, another image came to me

raw and shocking , causing me to flush and bite my lips

and i thought how cruel life could be.

how  heartless and uncaring nature treat me

rivers of darkness, i swam in pains

as the battle line is drawn ahead of me

i want you to know how much i love you

have no doubt in your humble heart if you see me no more

i work in shield, against the charnel house

memories that threatened to engulf me

and i could not shake free from the cold hands of the past

let my image be caved in your heart

down on the alley are more good memories kept behind

that would shield you for ever

change has nt come yet

to this part where life is a race

in which the strong trample the weak

remember my wills written in the wall

sound of my music flowing in your veins

down the river band behind the iroko

i tossed the bed of roses you gave me

although they seems stale but stagnant they stood

waiting for the remarkable day to come.

let my feelings and emotions remaind not silent

welcome charity in sound mind

orphans and the homeless forget not

feat not alone in my walth

least you become miserable

say me well to michael

the son of short Ogbu Efi

we have  known each other since ages

climbing hills and trees

take care of our children

wait no longer

teach them the myth and the culture of our kindred

and those folktales mother told us

tales of their father's tribulations, forget not.

this lonely road i walk

fighting for my country

the green leaves howle in tears as i trampled on them

in anger

i wear courage like a shield

attacking the enemies in the battle field so wide

thousands are slained and millions held captive

no retreat no surrender

my hands are stained with innocent blood

as i shrouded in mystery

know you that the love i gave

would for ever last if tomorrow never comes.

ALL RIGHT RESERVED  C JOHN CHIZOBA VINCENT  2013