V. SLEEPING IN MY FATHER’S GRAVE.

Image Credit- John Henry Fuseli.

The warmness that embraces my body,

The coldness that embraces his skeletons,

Undigging his soul out,

So as I can rest in peace,

He should consider that as my honor,

Like the skull eating worms,

I be waiting for him to sleep,

Sleep in his self dug grave,

Then I will wake up,

He will never wake up,

I can’t visit his grave, after the dread,

Something bad will happen,

Something God can’t attest,

Untestimented, temptations,

Lucifer, the angel of Light now in the dark,

Engrave me,

With my rock like nature,

To sleep forever in my father’s grave,

As he never wakes up.

Published by Dr. Qwufua Broomstick.

Writer,Researcher,Artist, love diversity, Conjurer.

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