OLUMIDE FAMILUSI

(CALIFORNIA, USA)

ANOTHER DARK DAY


ANOTHER DARK DAY

From the arrays in the sky
eclipses another bright star
A curtain is drawn
A life, to an abrupt end
A flower once blossomed
now withers away.

Far away in Pakistan
A lone voice is cut in its prime
A life which stood against oppresion
A life which stood for justice
A life which stood for equality
A life which stood for democracy
Snuffed out in daylight

How bizzare
How cowardly
How cruel
This life now withers away

Adieu Benazir Bhutto
A life that counts
Better to die a hero
Than live an unsung life

The world mourns you
In our hearts, you live on
Till we meet again
Good night Mama

Submitted: Friday, December 28, 2007
Edited: Friday, December 28, 2007

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