Happy Rage Poem by udoh etido

Safe away from the scene;
strange streets;
Illusions are paramount;
a strange herb in my mouth.

A terrestrial world;
never saw it come;
A territory of immortals;
my heart sees from afar.

Close to me;
the trees cease to sing;
Close i be;
a coffin released.

Spin and turn;
tripped by immortal yawn;
Timbals present;
ghosts wield it.

I am seeing things;
could it be his? ;
Laugh to scorn;
my folly is gone.

Alone on this road;
thought i ended my goal;
An immortal passage;
dreams are never messaged.

I laugh and sing;
i know my sins;
Divine judges;
Divine holds no grudges.

Mortal i am;
my time is not prime;
Fountains turn black;
foretells my strange plight.

Spin and turn;
the herb's work is done.

Spin and turn;
dreams are never tall.