Death is an unkind shadow


Death is an unkind shadow:

It is the colleague who tells lies without blinking twice.

It is the kleptomaniac who steals your wallet and leaves your bus-pass in your purse.

It is the cloud of darkness

determined to suck your energy before sunrise.

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It is a weight.

It is a hunch.

It is a debt.

Like a resentful flirt, it serenades your entire being,

You cannot breathe.

But it has not come for you.

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You write hastily in your journal:

Deliver me and my family from the jaws of death.

But death has no jaws.

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Death is a liar.

Death is a thief.

Death is darkness.

Death is an unkind shadow.

(c) Jennifer Okaima Piette (née Ehidiamen)



Jennifer Okaima Piette

Communications, Media, & Advocacy Expert|nee Jennifer Ehidiamen| Innately curious| Founder: @rural_reporters| #ThereIsaGod | Alum. @columbiajourn & @NIJLagos