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 Afolalekan13@gmail.com