In memory of my wife's miscarriage...25/12/12
Where pious prayers
Ascend to heaven
Blood blood
Unholy blood
Rained on earth
Reddened our sky
A child is conceived
A child is lost
In agony
A mournful cry
Wash away
Our white Christmas
Manifestation of wickedness
Wickedness of darkness
From our pain
All that remain
Our gain
For on Sunday
Thy birthday
Poetry by chuma okafor
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Written on 2013-01-04 at 16:53
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BLACK CHRISTMAS
In the cold cold roomWhere pious prayers
Ascend to heaven
Blood blood
Unholy blood
Rained on earth
Reddened our sky
A child is conceived
A child is lost
In agony
A mournful cry
Wash away
Our white Christmas
Manifestation of wickedness
Wickedness of darkness
From our pain
All that remain
Our gain
For on Sunday
Thy birthday
Poetry by chuma okafor
Read 764 times
Written on 2013-01-04 at 16:53
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