BEYOND THE VEIL
Handicapped by charades,
A cacophony of voices
Comes from the real owners of the world
Who gather, roar, and whisper in a coven.
Wolly bat and tongie dog
Adorned with black wrappers
Teeth smeared with mysterious mixture
As they shape-shift with various forms inside
Even when persuaded,
Their words hold final sway.
Night is their realm,
Flying on bat-like wings
To summon ice and hailstorms.
They wield the power to manifest
In multiple, mysterious ways.
For background checks,
Elédumaré holds the power to thwart.
I hail thee…
Yet, all adoration belongs to God.
©Afolalekan 2025
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