Voodoo Revolution Poem by Aditya Mudbhary

Ashes, burning embers of sadness,
Flies of filth and dark smoky feels,
The ruins of guilt and this chamber of madness,
What's become of this suede like body?

Where are you who has cursed the blessing I received?
That voodoo bitch who hides in the shadows,
In the purple smoke and dirt filled gallows,
Shaking and rattling that stick of a wand.

The war drums beat for the shaman soul grows,
The flame of mojo rises to burn the curse away,
No more of this madness, this sadness, this undesirable sickness,
The times of the evil witch and her curse burnt, now it's all my way.