The Search For One Dead Soul Poem by Saintdiamond Rightman Great

I journeyed into the
enchanted forest
Where my granny
told me! all the dead
Who were kill by death
without due process…
stayed.
I saw all of them:
the living and the dead
Hooded and mamooded,
hustling and struggling
for survival
From the searing heat
of The Great Doom.
I saw the Seniorman
holding his "turn, "
Dancing with all manners
of challenges -
Currency and security crises,
soaring inflation.
The Lords who know how to
‘unlaw' the law
were there!
But I didn't see
the treasured heirloom -
my departed half!
I promise her that
death, not even kidnappers
would do us apart!
The promise must be kept
and I embarked on
a journey,
searching for Miss Comfort
Dakkada's submersible
vehicle
Somersaulted me
Into the hydrothermal vents!
I searched the steep walls
of ocean trenches,
but she was not there.
I was tired to death,
tired of looking for the
dead among the living.
I roamed the four corners
of the world,
She was nowhere to be found!
My liver shifted and I wept:
Where went thou
angel of life,
When the plague of death
visiteth her dwelling place?
And to thee dark hour,
why wasteth my shining light
art noonday?
I almost to stopped the journey
but the Escobic and Osamalistic gods -
Our chosen warriors
Lent me a helping hand
and we marched on.
Moonship was not
ready to take us
to the sun's domain
The only place
Unsearched;
The Agaba of Emagaba,
The enchantress
Landed us on the sun
with a cassava stem.
Nature struck,
fail self-Attempted murder!
The great escapologist
escaped
and, I and I survived.
I shouted with exceeding
joy for the victory -
Happy survival,
this is my "turn"
And I celebrated
With Ronaldos -
Our young professors
turned political dribblers;
For the pyrrhic victory
over death.
I ‘unnature' the nature
so death would have
all the living in exchange
of one dead soul!
Wasted efforts,
death scammed me!
And the promise was
broken, the will shattered,
‘my morale high'
And I said:
Thou demonic demon,
Woeful death, come now
Let's fight the final
battles between
life and death, between
darkness and light,
And I would punch
death to death
For the real victory over
Death.
Death refused to die,
and the agony filled me
from the crown of my head
to the sole of my feet
For the idren are
facing The Great Depression
O me! O God!
I wish there
was no election
so there be no death!
I have given my all
to live forever with U
in the heavearthly paradise
free of illegal "turn."
But fate said no.
my heavenly Angel
real time on earth,
I missed you…
Live in peace.