Inundated (November's Tenth Sunrise) Poem by Vincent Onyeche

Inundated (November's Tenth Sunrise)



(Dedicated to my Cousins)


Inundated (Novembers’ tenth sunrise)

The battle had been won;

Well, almost.

Reunion, some soldiers returned

Others plan to;

May-be tomorrow…

‘Good morning ma’

They might have said

After morning prayers before breakfast

Now… hearts in dashing pupil

Options ran inundated

Like bullets and Diallo

Response in a blink

Phone rang in marathon;

Skeptic plead universe

For paramedics and miracles

Turned powerless oracles in Agbor

‘Please confirm before embalming’

A female voice cried believing in miracle.


Vultures gathered around the tent-top

Tenth sunrise in November

My family must remember

With winked faces inundated with tears.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This is one of the bitter-days calamities. I heard the news; ‘she is dead’. Wish I could be more useful. Not even my words could calm things; my big cousins lost their mum; my aunt.
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