As I scribble a tribute
With my quill
Deep in the ink of pain
Drop of tears roll down
My cheek decorated in sadness

My paper is soaked with tears
Tears deep down my soul
As I see your picture formed from the teary liquid
Oh Onyinyechi-the gift of God

A beautiful gift roughly handled
By Doctors and Nurses
Who prefer Telemundo
Over their dying patient
Oh what a mess!
What did your Hippocratic stuff say?
Can a saner medic tell me?

Efforts to save you, fruitless
Oxygen they gave you, meaningless
Three years gone
Yet memory like three days
A life without your vibes,new phase

Oh that fateful day, I remember
Yes 5th of September
We cried
As you died
Thought of you coming up again
As we grappled with the pain
Oh Onyinyechi rest
I say rest

©️✍🏻 Etumnu Emeka Williams
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