Sad Poem: Green Honour Lowered in the Hill

In that moment of a nation’s tragedy, that very moment when the green honour lowered in the hill and all that is to it is grieve. Sad Poem for 9-11-01 Victims

This sad poem is for the nation of the world who in one way or the other has lost their fine military personnel either on air, land or sea. 

We mourn the soul of the departed. Light Out of the Tunnel a Tribute Poem to Chief The Hon. Nyong Essien

Piles of paper scattered in the air

To no particular direction it flew

Smokes of death spray away

To the sky it has gone to discolour.

Roars of thunder in September

A brighter Sunday covered in dark sadness

Oh! Sunday of peace, now Sunday of gory sight

What a dark day in our nation’s history.

In a roll call

Air that breath life

Now air that bares death

Oh! What a dark history in our nation’s life.

Eight Major Generals gone

Two Brigadier Generals gone

Two Wing Commanders gone

One Lt. Col. gone 

All gone in the carcass of the NAF 033.

Departed heroes

Match on, match on…

In royal splendor match on

Defender of our nascent democracy

Match on to eternal glory.