Black clouds over the moon.
Darkness emerges ,
The earth tastes.
Abiku the dreaded wish.
A bruised soul, Into non Being.
in circles they open their black teeth.
Plunging into the heart of the earth
Cracking bones tearing flesh
Abiku is the seed that dies and live.
Madre did not come once.
Series of Madre
Different tale .
The breast goes sour ,
too many wasted mouth to suck.
yonder places most you dwell.
Snatch the Being tread .
The seed is corrupted.
Her soul will be freed
The underworld will not take her
We shall uproot her stone .
Its a fine line between being and non being.
The boundary point.
The cult of non existence they exists.
Fraternizing like eco players they
pick on scars to mark. Ifa found it.
The hills did not give hint
But the gods are ever hearing
The bruises in her soul will receive healing.
