Until the wind like a gasping messenger announced

The tyrant coming

Then did the branch talk in agony

You remember that raging storm

Bonquest to the grim King

 Meteors were the tassel of his crown

While like branches that only spoke when the storm menanced

We cried in agony as we fell

Slashed by the cold blade of an invisible sword

Mutilated our limb were swept away by the rain

But not our blood

Indelible it stuck on the wall

Like wild gum on tree trunk

 The situation had not always been this bad for the okoh Ameh family. Upon graduation from secondary school he had joined the provincial public service as an employee of the provincial hotel.in the early day he always brought home his salary as an assistant supervisor in the hotel and as his family had expanded I they were able to live well and within mean  ae to live well and within mean 

. But after several years when he was promoted to senior supervisor year and started stagnating at that rank and began noticing that his mate in other first were doing better, he started having self doubt about his life, and reflecting on what he had been able to achieve and where he had gone wrong

 He started considering himself a failure when he looks at what former colleague like terkura who him had become. Out of price, he could also not bring himself to seek the help and assistance of such peer.itngalled him even to think of it