This poem examines the interrogation of existence. The simple question begging for an answer here is; “does life wait for us or do we wait for its yearnings to come?” Read Pentecost Zachariah’s glaring poem to find out for yourself.

Kwaghkule, Jacob – Contributing Editor (Poetry) 

Life is a Waiter

The fragrance of your aura

Still lurks in my nose

Each breath I take

Reminds me you were here.

Mama told me life is a waiter, but

I guess my order isn’t on the menu…

Today I sat still to count my loss in Life

Alas, the echoes of your name is the

Rhythm piercing through my aching soul.

Contributor’s Bio

Pentecost Zachariah is Bachama by tribe and hails from Adamawa State of Nigeria. He started and completed his primary and secondary school education at Adamawa and Taraba State respectively. He is currently a 400L student of English and Literary Studies, Federal University Wukari, Taraba State. Pentecost Zachariah is a poet, writer, and drummer. For him, poetry is an outlet.

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