Chaotic Period Poem by Ejalonibu Abraham

Chaotic Period

Chaotic Period
Prophecy of death flows in the land
Spirit of cherub float,
Heart sinks and fills with sadness
The gods flow in the clot of innocent
Peace under war
Like a pillow on my head.
A serious illness that destroyed bloom
Has burnt the bright lamp into silence.
The fire that brings war
Shattered into a thousand fragment
Drives out the darkness.

When my fingers entwined
It's like I should hold
The war on my palms
To stop the terrible cry of juveniles,
But my hands can not hold
The voices of the rifles.
The journey will soon end
The sun will shine brighter tomorrow.