Soulless
Such a shame
The first strike
Was sprung
Out of shame
Tailed closely
By lust and jealousy
Paving new paths
To the beyond
The craving
For a bountiful harvest
Has now crafted ways
For eka to sow
the seeds of flesh
Alas with blood
now the food
for the soulless
Copyright © Ollakunle Campbell | Year Posted 2019
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