Am I in the dark yet!
I can hear the rays of laughter
And the son's scream of death!
The buzzed of the Lonely soul parade in my ears.
The screams of the dead children, mothers, and elders
Dance in my hears.
All are singing their Latin parody.
It's not ordinary Japs, Jaluo, or Luo that we know!
It's the encoded death language that Father Albertini used
When summoning the spirit in the alter.
The darkness is so welcoming too soon!
I will join them in the agony of anxiety upon me.
2nd edition
2018ocenmicheal@theshadowwordsafrica-poetry
I can hear the rays of laughter
And the son's scream of death!
The buzzed of the Lonely soul parade in my ears.
The screams of the dead children, mothers, and elders
Dance in my hears.
All are singing their Latin parody.
It's not ordinary Japs, Jaluo, or Luo that we know!
It's the encoded death language that Father Albertini used
When summoning the spirit in the alter.
The darkness is so welcoming too soon!
I will join them in the agony of anxiety upon me.
2018ocenmicheal@theshadowwordsafrica-poetry
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