Curse From The Dead Poem by Jude Rubangakene

From dust you came and to dust you return this day

Bare me witness
The sentence never missed
and neither shall it on you

That day, right over-writes wrong
That only goodness of a sinner is
Administrated
The day for new relatives to connect
Bare me witness

On a rich, the Will stands before the day
On a humble one an investment it is
Corruption still called to the table even when still to the day connection when you benefit
It shall be blind.

But on yours still the melodies shall sing loud
The drums sound silence
For from dust you came and to dust you return.