“CHILD OF MINE” by Abasiama Udom

Keep them wide open child,
those eyes of yours hiding beneath the lashes
for you know not the hour of your death
and it would be unfair
to not see when it comes.
So, no blinking, keep them wide open
even on this journey called life
the hour fast approaches,
keep your eyes wide open.
You’ll appreciate all I speak of
when you see him appear calling your name
a poem or two to spare.
Keep your eyes open
the poet comes,
ears reaching, lips unspeaking
for you need to see the bringer of death
when he comes in the hour of your taking

Abasiama Udom is a Nigerian poet and writer with polymathic tendencies. She is currently pursuing a personal course on the meaning of life and has found a few joys during this study. They are food, music, books, family, sleep, and football. Twitter: @AneuPoet