A citadel of knowledge has been bombed.
Blown away is a cemetery of mind.
Dark clouds have camouflaged the sky.
The air mourns with us as goose pimpled tears befriends our cheeks.
Though murdered whilst alive, the Hallelujah chorus of the Hosanna song mingles with us.

A vein forked lightning illumines our God given bulbs that are dilated with grief.
We cry for his body soon to be carried by poll bearers to quarrel big with us the bigger educated friends of the think tank.
What a befitting send-off ceremony it is for the flower that attracted so many bees.
Surely, ours are skeletons whose mandibles are moving in this sodden grave of ours that has married the glittering sunlight.

As we stare in horror over the motionless corpse, the atmosphere that is greeting us is filled with pandemonium.
The Titanic Ship has been pushed out of the glittering sunlight.

MYDSRIEP Covenant Chimambo 😞😞😞
© Danny the Writer.