Doom Lingers

The shadow of death a scene so morbid A cry now arose from my motherland I fear when I hear the silent loom Were those my eyes that swim in doom? I falter when I see the funeral pyres lit My heart like stone sinking to the bottom of a endless pit My spirit wounded I shed not a tear My mind whirling in so much fear As death approached did he smile with scorn Or held on tight even at the break of dawn Fate was mocking entering every door Deaths rushing vengeance grabbing so many more How long will he take to build a score The sky in wrath painted red at dawn With bended knees I hit the floor My eyes now closed I beg and implore! 27.4.2021 Sponsor: Funom Makama Contest: A Poem of Horror. A Premier Contest Winner (Third Place )