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By Nehi Igbinijesu.
  Calabashes, vats and bins Niftly seated in wipes and sniffs   One quirky moonlit night And not a Spirit in sight   Bemused! Bereft! Beset! All at once? By the spirited dark light Of reveries along ago   Of cries that brought mirth once With toddles and strides Then stress!   Becoming a man Then a king And now- a child Departing in fleeting breath   Three score and ten Was it? But whence hath life first learnt?   In each day savoured In each grime and streak In the moments My children For father lives   In words and thoughts Yet in you Yet helpless On his deathbed!   This Poem is part of the anthology of 30 Poems titled: “Dirges of The Niger” By Nehi Igbinijesu.  

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This article was first published on 9th November 2012

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