Threnody To Fellow Comrades Poem by DEDAN ONYANGO

My eyes are full of tears
Tears not of joy but dismay.
Did it have to be you?
Did it have to be your life?

My eyes are humid
My heart has collapsed
Did it have to be you?
Intellectual?

Comrade, comrades receive
Comfort from Him above
It was not a joke
But now you are no more
More tears I have
More anger I…

Did it have to be when the
Sun is gone
For this atrocity
For this calamity
For this loss to haunt your innocent soul?

Comrade in this journey
I have learned there is no
Honey,
Everything is now sour
As your light deems
A dream seizes.

You went too soon
But the moon stills glooms
The darkness gloomy.

Comrade the weather is scary
Shivers I feel,
But what can I do?
The sins are now real
I have no zeal
Your gone I conceal.

Go comrade,
Go for now
The hour is a thief
Was it yesterday,
You and I had a chat?
But now I chat in solitude
Bullet you didn’t have to end
The light of a fellow comrade!
TEARS!

Yes, I now know
I need not to ignore
Comrade in melancholy
You are gone.

REMEMBER this;
A comrade is always right
Death is a thief
But relief engulfs your soul.