I thought I understood what the “world’s end” meant
When I saw you breathe your last , have your last gasp
My plans for us vanished, the road ahead, now lonely
The skies blackened, the stars falling down
My face in my hands, my shoulders quaking, shaken
Blown apart, in pieces
My love for you made me see you as beautiful,as unmatched, peerless
Priceless, valued over great pearls and dales and ecstasies
The world, it appeared, was ours to take together
For even death could not part us
I wonder if I will ever see you again
Neither the picture of you lying lifeless, nor my head upturned, can halt it
Nothing, not the crumpling of dried leaves dead by harmattan’s haze
Never even the fading of whitewashed walls or the tastelessness of stale salt
No demise on earth, no matter the sort
Will take away the gift my God has placed in my heart
Though you be gone, even when my emotions are worn and torn
The unclarity of our fallen world will not confuse me
I am resolute, my God is faithful
Your memory is strong, but it also reminds me more
There are uncountable folks, whose lives must be touched
Who have never had the love we shared in our time together
As you gave me the idea that first time you kindly paid my debt
And got us into small talk that blew into bond so great, so strong
I will show them now, in memory of you, the wonder of a life given
Of sacrifice and of friendship
And of hope which even death cannot quench
God does, you did, and I must do likewise.
Christ a poet 