Broken Clock

by  Rofhiwa Nelwamondo

 

The hatched darkness takes its course,
The rude goat proud and tight!
On the edge of a broken lie,
Darkness stole the trust.
Awakening terror creeping through
The slowest heaving hours!

Bulging curses storm of fire,
Kept secrets crawls forth!
With an iron hand,
Fierce as snake,
The shadowed marble eyes
Pierced the sides of unjust!

Lightning flashes and thunder roar,
Red river flowed hard.
On the sixth hour of the sixth day,
Six souls vengeance claimed.
Upon a silver cradle,
The matter was laid to rest.

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