After the long life That we see as short … Rife… … What is it’s worth? Rest in peace, Prof. Enekwe Ossie I pray one day, we get to once more, see. (Prof Enekwe passes on… the bliss of the writer is his immortality scribbled in words to eternity… Memories started, never die. May he … Continue reading »
Posted in April 2010 …
Garage blues – an Undergraduate tale
The day was extremely hot as was usual© in Belye. I went to the garage to resume duty. I was hungry but who cared? I had to go to my job. Wow! Sometimes I wonder if my degree was worth it after all. After having spent five academic years that were equivalent to ten years … Continue reading »
ON THE FIRST DAY YOU PLAYED YOUR CELLO
On the first day you played your cello When the notes rang softly Dragging time forever In strings pulled strongly I wondered the thought That lay in that oval face Then, what was at the base Making a shine of bliss To plant a halo at your crown? It seemed all with ease The slow … Continue reading »
