River of Death
A river of tears sweeps the ridge
A river so vast like blue sky
In which the living dead swim.
As flows death like a river;
It washes with it the rising sun
Bright crescent in the eyes open.
As the Nile flows,
And so goes the Jordan,
Downstream flows the fluid
Leaving women of the world crying.
As flows liquid gunpowder
The staining of a chequered mosaic;
A myriad of subtle people disabled
Dead,alive,never or not at all
In the gravy grandeur gander.
When loaded boats never sailed
The sight of light plane never flown:
As wingless bird on borrowed flight
This vampire with teethy machines
Is awaiting to hail a foreign queen
Just as a machine of grand death.
Copyright © Messoh Vincent | Year Posted 2016
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