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The House On the Other Side of the Street

Mother won't bleed--
Mother won't bleed again to the breaking song
according to the gospel of insanity of man:
She says life is in the hands of a madman,
she says Sunday is not enough to bless the 
memories of her son who lost in the hands
of astraying bullets.We'll hold down Borno;
Mother won't bleed--

Mother won't bleed again in that house on 
the other side of the street holding this tale
of her daughter with the etagere before she 
took her last picture from the universe. 
And the pastor said to her ghost
 "dust & unto dust you shall return"
It was ash Wednesday & the frond hasn't 
been burnt to ashes, would mother bleed again? 

The leather missal is no more & Mary 
could not attest to it provocative missing...
When we saw tears in the eyes of God, 
We knew this house on the other side of
 the street started this--the madness in us all. 
We could not see also the body of the missing Christ.the figurine. the chaplet.the rosary. 

Mother won't bleed again to this course... 
But her memories did not start in Benue
Where she beheld laughing  ghost of humans
celebrating how her homeland tortured them,
It started here in that house on the other side 
of the street where her two children died in fear. anxiety. depression. tears. forgotten. 

& she taught us how to dry our eyes before Sunday service. 

©John Chizoba Vincent 
#TheSage.

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