Benyeakeh Miapeh Poet Elegy

Weeping Messenger

Face crack
Hands keep stave
And image turn horror
 Now separated from earth
Weeping around
Far away you are carried
By the ungrateful
And deceitful death
No breath, no voice nor feeling
In the lake of tears I watch the scene
Hope your soul be in the right hand
And your memory book keeps my name 
Though you left me in this ungrateful and painful world,
          But
          Please
         Tell
         The
          Lord
          About
         The
         Struggles
         On
         Earth.
It is no longer the earth he created
And tell Jesus we await his return
Because earth is turning into hell.

I call my weeping messenger.

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