Madness Speaks Of Your Name Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

Madness speaks of your name in the street
Spread the mat of foolishness on the roads
Let your blood cackle from yesterday's pain
The aroma of lustful lost shall follow behind
Million legs await the treasure of insanity
Which feasted in your sanity before the mourners.
We couldn't talk because madness was talking
And he called your names among the Heartened
In a white lie was your names registered
And motionless air visited and took them away.



(C) John Chizoba Vincent
Voice of Vincent 2016