We are soaked like drunks high from whiskey made from Rye,
Strong we must stay in mind - Your then words keep them Dry,
Dumb our brains stay like it has an electric Fry,
Wish here you chose and not away with the Blue Sky,
Now all souls here wish a choice with you so to Fly,
Wish same it is like it was, Time Past Yesterday....
Cursed be that day that crushed your surviving sweet Will,
Oh! I recall how the entire air went Still,
Now nothing of life can kill the pains we here Feel,
Bruises of your demise we can never with Deal,
Like a fool we would forever gape up this Sill,
Wish same it is like it was, Time Past Yesterday....
Fate we embrace to live never hence wear a Grin,
Thoughts burn knowing up front lies battles we won't Win,
Our strength you were the one who made our worlds to Spin,
On third day but look how we've become Oh so Thin,
'Cos in us eternal pain of your exit Ring,
Wish same it is like it was, Time Past Yesterday....
Okpewho Eustace O,
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