POETRY : THE CHOIR MASTER’S BURIAL
He often would ask us that when he died
After playing so many to their last rest
If out of us any could here abide
And it would not task us
To play over him the song he likes best
The one whose sense suits
Mount Ephraim.
A man sitting at the right side of the coffin
When he remember his last words
Took up the challenge
And said, is there any among us
To bring out flute that we may sing to him a song
According to his foretold.
The song that open the gate of heaven
The song that brings back memory
Of the endless journey
Giving the heart a sober taught
About the road that has no end.
Yes, the flute man said
Let us all in one voice sing
The song whose spirit wants
The song that embraces the angels
The song whose sense suits
Mount Ephraim.
About the Creator
oludotun oyedele
I have being a writer for the past twenty years both poems and intriguing novels though most of my work lack finance but i do it for some local schools has gift so that they can learn. Please support my work to grow.
Reader insights
Nice work
Very well written. Keep up the good work!
Top insight
Heartfelt and relatable
The story invoked strong personal emotions
Keep reading
More stories from oludotun oyedele and writers in Poets and other communities.
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.