SWING LOW: SWEET CHARIOT

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What if my appointed time drew nigh,
And depart I must?
What if my Father called me home,
And NO I couldn’t say?
What if I still tightly clutch at all I cherish,
Yet alight I must?

What wouldn’t I give for a puff of breath?
Yet an appeal to the giver of life,
I can’t make!

And Now, My Story must unfold…..
To my beloved family and friends,
To the girl I would have taken home
And proudly declared her THE ONE!
It shall be the story of that regular guy,
Who unreservedly put himself out there,
Who was not defined by his failures!
A man who touched the Lives of others with Love and Laughter,
A person who made a strong statement with his life!

A statement of his life purpose that lived beyond him,
One that he now leaves behind him,
A Love letter poured out from the depths of my heart,
To all those I would have laid down my Young Life for….
Yes, Depart I must!
And where goest I, there are no companions!

So, What if my time is up?
And my train whistles by?
Swinging Low to take me home?

Never again shall I dance in the rain,
For now i swing to the rhythm of a sad farewell dance!
Never shall I get to OHH and AHH at the mystery of a dawning sunrise,
Nor marvel at the beauty a setting sun,
For now I kiss the radiant rays Goodbye!

Beloved ones,
I depart and head home!
My heart and soul would have Loved to cling to it all,
Just a tid bit longer….
But they silently slipped outta my broken body,
Now just a tent whose work is done!
And it is unpithched and discarded!

I linger in the flicker of a dimming candlelight,
One that once was a Glowing flame and a Blazing fire!
I sweep my glance over all that am leaving behind…..
And force the bitter words out
Grimacing at the effort…
CIAO…. BID ADIEU….

A tear drops, and another races after it,
Yeah, I do feel the Blues,
But my Beloved Ones.. …
I depart Home!
And a GOODBYE IT IS!

IN LOVING MEMORY OF
LEWIS MUBICHI
Friend and Classmate,
UoN Economics Class of 2018!

FARE THEE WELL, LEWEE!!

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I have always been a Lover of Stories. They indeed are a healing art. My desire is that the bold strokes of my writing shall leave lasting impressions on the souls of my readers. That these stories will grow us as much as we grow them. It is an honour to be indulged in caring about words that have meaning, breathed into life via the labourious Love of a writer! Gracias!
  • Angela Mwendwa

    🙁 i miss you Lewis

    • Lucy Ngotho

      May he rest in eternal peace