Very Sunday Poem by Ombuge M Moses

Very Sunday



Sunday morning
Church I walk
The dilemma
Remember?
Mothers Children Youth People
Remember?
Holy is the Church
Burn not
Blood, life to save

Chilled to the bone
Memories haunt
Chaos to remember
That morning
That noon
That evening
That night
Life lost, fire to death
Vote to cast
Memory, very Sunday

Animal he turned
Human against
A vote a cast
Kill looked fun
Heart shook
Very Sunday
Church I walk
Blood chilled
Hair stood
Cold was the heart
Peace finds not.

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