#WritcoPoemPrompt29
Remarkable was the day of your birth,
Remarkable was your childhood,
And the years that followed too soon,
Remember your journey one last time,
Before you close your eyes...

It happened on a cold Wednesday night,
With showers of cats and dogs,
They ran ran like headless chickens in the city
That never sleeps- Villa of the Bogus
As the lightning chased with anger.

Robustic winds cracked opens the window,
The window of the asylum where it happened.
The lights playing now-you-see-me
And now-you-don't,
Cold feet in the home of the sick
Flooding the floors are below sea level,
Drowning of the infant's
As we can no longer hear their miserable cries.
Mother's screaming as the push out monsters.

The birth of the enders
Is what had happened.
Speechless the naked bogus boogie
Eats the feast of its maker
And leaves the bones to cook
The cannibal soup.

Its grand opening as it jumped
With pride out the window.
Thunder applause as the lightning
Shines upon him to take the spotlight,
Black and white, he contradicted his birth.



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