Sleep No More
flimsy wind
your candle glows to dim
on the whimsical threshold
of love…
the darkest side
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on leafy green parchment
your story unfolds, glittering
to conclude
on a bare earth
one with the dust
not even ashes
grey as death
can seal the gaping holes
of your bullet riddled body
ash to ash
dust to dust
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sleep no more
the hand that sheds
innocent blood
the blood you took
from her virginity
sinking your fangs in
to draw life
her essence
to feed your misplaced basest instincts
on the altar of her love
you desecrate
with booms of your gun
a soul is snuffed
hers…
kill and thou shall be killed
sleep no more
Celestine Nudanu – 16/09/2020
Rest in Perfect Peace, Barbara Tommie
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