Honouring Comrade
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Finally, Comrade had fallen.
Never to rise again,
To command us.
Seven colourful men in camouflage
Honoured Comrade with a 21-gun salute
To bid him farewell.
The brass band sounded the bugle call —
The final roll call to signal ‘lights out’
For a man who will never die.
On his grave laid a national flag
And an olive, vintage coin
He always wore to war.
This was his only lasting legacy,
A sprig of peace for his people:
His comrades and country.
Searching for more? Give these a read:
- Life After Death – Poetry of Loss
- Enough – Anti-War Protest Poetry
- The Sprout of Hope – Anti-War Protest Poetry
- Iris – Poetry of Loss
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Aliker p'Ocitti
Aliker p’Ocitti is a Ugandan published poet, author of a memoir (My Mayor, The Political Campaign Story of a Poor Elite and Rich Illiterate); Hidden Scars, a poetic compilation; and co-author to Unsaid Words.
His poems have appeared in African Global Networks (AGN), Musings During a Time of Pandemic: A World Anthology of Poems on COVID-19, I Can’t Breathe: A Poetic Anthology of Fresh Air, and The Best “New” African Poets 2020.
