The Maiden's lasting death

[Newton Mbazima]

“Had got distracted by thoughts that where not there,
As the continual path shifted in types and terrain soon to be uplifted to better worlds,
The gone laid dead at the disposal of normal human traditions,
Through all the mortal sustain their own effects,
Some things wanted yet could not have,
Seemed as though had passed before in patterns at the discarded less,
True with those that pursued in detail,
How far had methods advanced when had been created,
Out spoken messages and were fetched to contain the results to conditions,
Did not have to strain but develop with all strengths displayed only to be kept in position as cause of effects,
Simple it is to drift and how many had returned only them given plans whilst misled with what experienced,
Tried much to maintain,
Most disturbances made when once were together,
The first that left in rest plus remains the survivors and how long was as then came forth now was past,
All developments that ordained its will,
Activities forgotten for across distance and the heavens cycles,
Yes the order had existed since creation,
Asked questions then knew mistakes dwelled,
Mantled stance beings persisted gain,
Those that seeked to be trained had been passed toward any able,
Not to be enforced as the disciples gauged the length of practice,
Compliments that meant no real recognition,
With them that explore what difference had bestowed upon,
Other works of the system yet saw progressive ones,
To their own repeated lives begotten remained within source,
Deterred impressions as kinds signified generations embarked toward these realms,
Forgot till unfolded before oneself,
The energies had once drawn close very capable to sought another form,
As they were so many of them nor would any be raised on this planet again,
Stored boundaries which simplified the purpose though delivered at gradual balance not to reveal the cautions depicted,
How tensions revolved appeared among types unexpected where featured decisions had to be blocked by effectiveness,
What had been done but not fulfilled in practical,
Witness all this that became weak caught in rapid tractions,
Redeemed characters that succumbed the last captivation,
Dead beings had noticed whilst humans went motionless,
Efforts restrained them that had been with dilapidation after a certain amount a enormous destructions through all engulfed”.

[Nwansimdi Mercy Someze]

This reflects on the dead adhering to human traditions, mortality's impact, and unattainable desires. The narrative delves into the complexity of methods created and the challenge of maintaining focus amid drifting experiences. Overall, it conveys a contemplative tone on life's intricacies and the effort to stay grounded.