At Loggerheads With Death | Agyare Isaac

Oh death!
Can’t you see you are a nuisance?
A colonel blimp, a disappointment to humanity
You shred the affection
Of loved ones to eternity
And turns all our happiness into darkness.

Your appearance is
Just an abhorrence sinister
Far beyond that of mere darkness
always causing the weak and strong
to languish in sorrow and total dejection
Can’t you see you are a nuisance?

You are also a dictator, a belligerent
in this era of democracy.
Why have you not learn
to be civilized?
You cause people to terminate
their appointment with their mates
just to attend to your call.
have you now seen
you are a nuisance?

But who dares negotiate
that with you?
No one. I’ve got nothing to do
than to lament till I grow weary
as I lament in oblivion
looking forward to hear my call,
knowing clearly that your
Nuisance reign till eternity.

Poet's note: The poem is aimed at registering the displeasure on the emotional trauma and grievances that death takes people through as a results of its sudden take of loved ones, allies and relatives. The persona attacks death to put a stop to its nuisance that it is causing humanity and practice democracy as we are in a modernized world. The mention of democracy asserts the facts that death comes to the negotiation table with people before it takes them away. Eventually, the persona’s complaints are proven futile as it was evident that death has refused to sort things out with him. There is no option for the persona than to wait in oblivion for his call.