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#911 – 14 years later


14 years later

September 11th is here again
14 years later with its reminders of pain!
It’s been easier to bear as the years roll
Because we have seen worse tragedies untold
But nothing prepares one for the pain of loss
Nor can one its emptiness afford
You’ve been gone all this while
And time has taken flights in miles.
I’ve met FK because of you
And had some sort of closure even if few
Remembering you and others today
In a somewhat sad happy way.

© 2015. Frances Kelvin Otung. All rights reserved

911 Collections 2


I wrote about my cousin Ini and how someone’s unscrupulous behaviour pushed her to make a decision. Though, I will not rule out the truth that God knows the beginning and end of all matters that concern us, as such, all things lie in His control. You can read up about it before continuing with these set of collection.


Woke up this morning feeling down
Maybe it’s the dark cloud
No! I don’t think so
It looks like a known foe
Still I can’t place my finger on it
As all I feel is heat.
Suddenly, it came to me
Years back you had to leave
And this pain I feel
Seems to say your absence is real.
But you, I’ll always remember
And keep your memories forever
Though September 11th is here again
Soon I know I’ll smile again.

© 2005 Frances Kelvin Otung


Dear cousin,

Five years ago
We experienced grief untold
But like I said back then
No one truly knows when
…Except God
The One we call upon.
It’s five years and two days now
We’ve survived the pain somehow.
I wonder if others have…
Is joy back into their lives?

I’ve learnt
To love a lot more
Pray for sure
Hug a little longer
Care more for one another
I’ve learnt to slow down
Though I don’t get there on time
Enjoy the morning breeze
And take life with ease.
Some have been born
And others have gone!

For each day,
“Thanks” is all we say.

My life will take a different turn
But you won’t be here to share the fun.
A whisper in my ears…
“I’ll always be there
Looking down from here
And that’s how much I care!”
9/11 is someone’s special day
Sad for others…but hey
Its 5years and 2days now
Thought you should know somehow
You are not forgotten
My dearest cousin!

*for you and the others that didn’t say good-bye.

© 2006 Frances Kelvin Otung

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My cousin, Ini used to live in Nigeria at some point (she was older than me). Two things I remember about her were that she was prime and proper. While we sat at the table eating and getting excited, she faced her food, ate daintily and didn’t speak till she was done. And when she did, it was because she was spoken to.

We called her mum ‘Aunty Ibadan’ (because they lived in Ibadan at the time) and Ini could speak Yoruba fluently.  Ini left Nigeria and vowed never to return because she had taken some entrance exams, passed very well but rather than give her admission into University, the person in charge wanted to have his way with her before assisting. she never got over that shock.  I’m not sure she came visiting anymore. As I didn’t see her again but I knew she didn’t get married either…got consumed with work and God.

When she passed on, my mum was really sad and she blamed our educational system (that evil man) for sending Ini (and indeed other bright minds) away with their lecherous behavior. Since September 11th I have written series of poems about it. Though I didn’t maintain that habit every year, I never forgot.


Dawn broke out with promise
…A promise that the sun will shine through
Or perhaps it will rain after the dew
…Promise of dates not to miss
And links we need to keep
Dawn awoke and time kept its’ tick.

September 11th
The day nations stood still
…And hearts ceased to beat
Buildings came tumbling and crashed upon the dreams
Hopes were dashed as glasses flew
Potentials buried as the heat grew.

May be some knew
And never said
But as blood flowed
United we prayed
Hoping against the unseen
That someone we love survived the scene.

Wishing they had gone minutes later
Thereby missing the burning towers
Wishing we had loved them better
And hugged a little longer
Wishing we knew
…And halted the true.

It was someone’s birthday
Or perhaps 2 became 1 that day
Someone else remember with hurt
A loved one that never returned
However you choose to view
It’ll always be true
That September 11th
Will never be forgotten.

In memory of my cousin
and others that didn’t say good-bye

© 2001 Frances Kelvin Otung


It’s true
Families were torn apart
With deep pains in every heart.
It’s true
Every tongue and tribe
Had a reason to cry
It’s true
The wounds of yesterday
Had refused to die.

There was a bond after the bomb
…A peace beyond all storms
A unity that brought divinity
Dispatching balms and healing hearts.
A unity that brought us longing
Reaching out to the rest more loving.

A year is gone now
…We made it through somehow.
Thought it will always hurt
Let each new day tear down the walls
So we can see beyond the fall
The flowers that have sprout.

Believing that this newness of life
Will wither all strife
And keep us on our feet
Giving the devil sweet defeat.
‘Cos painful it’s true
Yet God still rules and our aches to remove!

© 2002 Frances Kelvin Otung