A Kiss of Death

A KISS OF DEATH

I sensed isolation 
I felt botherd, broken and ablazed 
I know I'm too far away 

Into the darkened route of blank moon
Into a negative stream of sentiment 
In an off-circle somewhere in forever land

I was; 
Deepened deeply with sharpened tongues of deceit 
Dropping off tears of flaming tongs 
Dawn too caugth me deep in darkness 

And in silence I raised my head up
 and whispered a roar at the stars above 
Why me? 

I raised a bottle of sweet poisoned wine to absorb and to taste a kiss of death 
But yet, a voice so swift and tender
So juicy and slowly 
Thwarted my attention as she said;

"Dear child it's not too late to make a change, life goes on even without your former, wipe your tears and re-join the circle round, remake yourself, turn your local into the modern you want."
                               ©Gideon I Tukuna
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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