"THE COLD ARMS OF DEATH "
FRACTURED " COLD ARMS OF DEATH" Late Mrs. Magdalene Beatrice Chinyere Ijebuonwu Late Mr. Robinson Chiabuto Ijebuonwu Late Mrs. Helen Nwauru Ijebuonwu ‐------------------------------------------------------ Death, we all know who you are. A respecter of no persons. A necessary end, that comes when it will come. In the of manner juggernauts, you crush your victims to pulp. You come through various agents; sickness, accidents, physical and spiritual attacks and manipulations. You neither sow nor plant, but always reap where you did not labor. You roar and prowl like ravenous wolves and lions, in quest of your countless preys. On a daily basis, you bring torrents of tears trickling down the cheeks of mourners for the loss of their loved ones. You disguise as a friend, but you are enemy of all . Your cold arms squeezed life out of my beloved grandmother, father, and mother in close succession. Last year ...