Mortal Me (What The Body Says To The Soul) Poem by Joseph Oladehinde Ibikunle

Mortal Me (What The Body Says To The Soul)

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I, who will die
And entombed under a stone
Amid of sands I'll lie
I'll be too conscious to groan.
Mortal me, mortal me!
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I, who will be forgotten
After some weeks of my demise
While all pride in me is rotten
I'll be unaware, to be precise.
Mortal me, mortal me!
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I, who will be devoured,
My stomach, lungs and retina
By some maggots underworld
I'll be the breakfast, lunch and dinner.
Mortal me, mortal me!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dave Walker 20 December 2011

A very dark poem. A really good write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, For Paul Blackburn. A true story.

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Okoye Charles Chukwudi 26 December 2011

aw...its really dark...but beautiful...makes me reason aboutdying and about the grave, , , , nice poem...thanks for sharing

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Dr Antony Theodore 29 April 2017

I, who will be forgotten After some weeks of my demise While all pride in me is rotten i will be devoured Mortal me, mortal me A great consciousness you are trying to propagate my dear poet. This is our call, call of the poet. Thank you for this great poem

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Mike Barrett 22 October 2014

I like the imagery but I hold to the principle that the body is but a vehicle for Soul (consciousness) to express itself in this physical dimension. Since Soul is a particle of God's consciousness, one of Its properties is eternalness. One's body is temporal; one's Soul is immortal!

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Neela Nath Das 18 March 2012

Really. Nothing remains except the rotten body. Very beautiful poem.

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Miraj Patel 29 December 2011

its really a nice poem...

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Judith Furedi 26 December 2011

This is very strong and more of a poem than the first one I read.

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