Death-fall – A Letter

To lose ones’ self to circumstances is understandable because life has a way of pushing us to the wall. And when we cannot fight back or hold on any longer, we give in to our challenges and answer the call of fate. This alone is enough tragedy that breaks my heart.

If that was all there is, a little light of hope would have quenched the darkness of struggle, pain, hurt and sorrow. But just when we are becoming thankful that we’re on our feet again, a stranger comes knocking and takes from us a gift it never returns.

It steals our companionship with loved ones, siblings, colleagues and partners. The fierce hold of the hands of death has never brought joy to anyone. Many times, we curse, we mourn and we struggle to find comfort in troubled seas.

We attempt to navigate our way to shore even when we do not have a compass for direction.

We get lost in ourselves, in life and to death.

When your friends or loved ones are in a difficult situation or have just lost a dear one, do not only write them a condolence letter, show up be with them and be a symbol of love, hope, care and support.

If you have lost a loved one, a friend or a colleague or maybe a parent, you will agree that those moments are dark moments. Sadly, they remain ever green in our heart and all we do is bleed the more.

I am writing this letter not just to speak words of hope or encouragement to you. This is not also a guide on how to handle grieve in dark moments.

Rather, I am writing this to let you know that when it is dark and you got death-fall instead of rainfall, do not curse yourself to death or lose your faith to fate.

Do not turn your back on the light of hope.

Breath but more importantly I want you to live.

Dark clouds mean there should be rain and though death is what fell, please look up and be assured the rain of hope, strength, courage and love will fight its way through and wash your tears away.

Do not lose faith because your end has not yet come.

Kindly read the poem below, it was written by my friend, Grace. It was after I read her poem I felt the need to write this letter to you. It reflects what we face in life.

The poem is titled, ‘Death Fall

Dark clouds!
It’s time for rainfall

Wooooow!
what rainfall?
dark clouds we see
rainfall we expect
but we wait all day long
spend nights awake
rainfall we do not see

I see dark clouds again
a loud scream
Kiki is dead!

We should have been overjoyed by rainfall
but we see and hear death fall
who dragged you down?

I walk to Tima’s house
they were three but now two

Folu has become a dependent orphan
Mr Abi has got no wife nor child
they had passed on…
they ain’t coming back

Okay!
I strolled to Titi’s house
to carry our expected new born
but no! She’s in tears
Hey mama! Where’s our babe?

It all died, my joy
when I neither found nor heard any baby cry
all Titi screamed was “we lost him”
he would have resurrected
but out tears, he didn’t heed

What’s going on?
It’s quarter past 12am
I’m struggling to catch some sleep
and when I finally do…
It seems like it’s not through yet
what else but death?

I cry
till I wake up in tears
and all I get to remember is the thief-death
you ain’t strange no more
you’ve eaten more than you can chew

We’ve got you
and you won’t have your way anymore…
pains, tears, sorrows…
death, you’re done
down comes the rainfall
to wash our tears away!!!

Grace has written other poems on this website. You can click here to check them out.

In closing this letter, I want to share these words with you that has helped me in troubled times. They are words by the God, a father and a friend to all who are in need of help and fullness to fill every void;

“…  come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest.” Matthew 11:28

“A dark cloud is no sign that the sun has lost his light; and dark black convictions are no arguments that God has laid aside His mercy” – Charles Spurgeon

I believe and I am certain that God gives strength to the weak and to those who are faint in heart. You are not an exception.

Keep the faith dear one

Your friend,
Victory

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Victory Bassey

I am a writer, a speaker and a friend. I help individuals find meaning and significance for their life. I am that fellow who believe ‘your end hasn’t come.’
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I am a writer, a speaker and a friend. I help individuals find meaning and significance for their life. I am that fellow who believe ‘your end hasn’t come.’

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