Slipping Rosary Poem by Vincent Onyeche

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(Written by Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu and Frank Uche Okoye.)
The night was calm, and the silence was undisturbed
Yet the evil that dwelled in it remains uncured
It was only a matter of seconds would she be awakened,
By the lightning and the slow opening of the curtains,
She sat up on the bed as she stared hard at the window,
She could swear she saw faces through the flashes of the lightning,
She froze scared as her hand trembled with her Rosary,
Then she saw it, the faces gazing at her from the window,
She felt the walls closing in as she felt them move closer,
She smelled the air of death as she muttered a prayer,
As the reapers surrounded her but didnt come closer,
As the darkness echoed at the entry of another...
Frightened, the rosary dropped in fear of the shadow projection
Echoes heard her sympathetic pleading words in repetition
Escaping flash of light brought in a memory flash section
At the back of her mind, she could see all in quick succession....
There was a willingness of a struggle and the hatred of his affection
From behind she could feel the blades slowly cutting her silver cord
The rush of pleasant orgasm in the evil of a angry flood
As the windows banged, the air became humid and temperature dropped

In a nick of time, her roof had tens of vultures
Her eyes turned pale, she fell in love with the evil fashion
Double tapping her innermost expression
She stretched her hands to grab the rosary in a motionless action....