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Kneeling on the alter of the damned

by Oladejo Abdullah Feranmi

 

You're so unprepared for this/
and you don't even want to fail/
so you pray to God to give you/
an excuse. Then you blame life/
on everything until all that is left/
to blame is yourself so you do./
You've been human and nothing else./
You don't even own your grief./
You don't even have now./
Your body is made of softer beds/
with your soul fast asleep./
May you dream a good dream./
May you close your eyes before/
the light goes off. May the shadows/
from the candles fall on your tongue./
May your darkness be sweet./

 

Oladejo Abdullah Feranmi is a Writer, Haikuist and a Veterinary Medicine student from Nigeria. A Thomas Dylan Shortlist and A Pushcart Nominee, He reads submissions at Sea glass literary magazine and edits for the incognito press. His works are published in Gone Lawn, Hooligan Magazine and more. He tweets from;@tinybecomings


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