In The Shadows Poem by Friday Dejavu

I will not be tame anymore,
Over stay water's in my mouth_
I need to spit out the saliva.

See the elders murmuring,
What dries the water from the coconut?
Untie the goat in the ranch.

Awake the gods of the land,
Abomination is gobbling in the air_
See the children eating their flesh.

Who poison the village brook?
See the warriors' dozing_
Make ready the maiden.

Bring in the white chalk,
Time to consult the gods_
Something is fishing in the shadow.