This Pen, a Thunderous Voice

Eulogy For Professor Chimalum Nwankwo

Your ink speaks in parables

Its voice is the thunder that travels across the waters

And heard in distant lands,

They grab fleeing footsteps and build castles on

Wishes guarded by glittering garments…

From the Mediterranean coast

To the Cape of Good Hope

,

Your pen’s oratorical prowess captures all senses

And speaks life into dying wills

 

Your scribbled thoughts are divine,

They carry images of masked speeches

To spirits of lifeless traditions

And ears of dying memories,

Your pen’s voice echoes life into them

And they return to their homes in pageantry.