This time around

This time around-I say

A man does not fall

From a high iroko tree

From the tour ei8ffel

And burrows into the bowels of the earth

Someone say I saw ken saro-wiwa  in London

Someone Say I saw ken saro-wiwa in new York

Someone say I saw ken saro-wiwa in Chicago

I know he lives body and spirit somewhere

He lives in his poem

He lives in his novels

He lives in his drama

You kill a poem

You kill the wind