Kessie Justice Amenyo Poet ABC

Wicked Death

WICKED DEATH

Death summons people 
to his house everyday.
The house of no return.
As we gnash our teeth 
in pain,
The wicked palace 
gates are closed.
Your road is fork in 
nature
But a common goal is 
achieved.

Your monopolistic 
powers are great and 
shadowy.
You are really inimical 
and infanticide.
Your ineluctable and 
infradiablenctusf is bad.
You are inhumane and 
disappointing
And your actions are 
also fait accompli.

I lm thirsty for the key 
to your palace,
The keys hidden in the 
seventh chamber of the 
spirits
And enslave your 
haven permanently
And eavesdrop your 
conversation with the 
spirit
And engulf your palace 
with immortal ice.
 
16 Lines
 3 Stanzas
Date Written: 04-12-2010
Author; KESSIE JUSTICE 
AMENYO

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