Mosi Mustapha Gomina Poems

I have ambled from a place I know not
Down to their salient Earth
Whereupon I strive to add to their lot
Yet without breathing strenght.
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The roses chime in spiral sway
A court of flowers chant in gray
As ere-like bands in locusts' knell
Aflamed and bound in Janet's spell.
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Fellow priests, monks, nuns, friends, all that read this;
as burning tears roll out my failing eyes;
this is what you must do when I'm deceased;
with my body cold; my soul in the skies.
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From the tainted sanctuaries of mortal guilt;
ensures an expanding abyss of grievance;
laid as a drenched butterfly on retribution's altar,
I kneel to cleanse myself of my blood-stained hands.
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Lucid thoughts wavered amidst blurred images;
as my spirit drowned in lethal graffiti.
Spider legs of confusion crept up the walls of my mind;
and mortal thoughts were mutilated beyond regularity.
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In a land within the Heavens;
a cave atop the sea;
where all stars are but eleven;
my heart shall pump with glee.
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When all words appear amiss;
when the tears drown the eyes;
when emotions fly with ease;
Jane's ghost is passing by.
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Onto the cradle of mortal sleep;
that ye may from unconsciousness, sip;
I bid thy young prying eyes goodbye;
lest my cold voice to silence, is tied.
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Bless the meek whispering Heavens;
bless the weak weeping clouds;
bless the winds that seem driven;
by chariots of the South.
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