The Shadow Words Africa

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

Accept uniqueness and proclaim trust, Cherish and never think of perishing. Complain, supplement and complement each other. Secure and protect the counter parts, But fate will still be the same and so dignity! Complacent and complete even in agony. Because feelings and emotions is their only bond, Romanticismis their daily wishes. Seduction is their perfection of apartheid. Strong, a eugenics for humanity, and aesthetic of Adam's sin is appreciation. 2018ocenmicheal@theshadowwordsafrica-poetry