Mirthless Madrigals

Mirthless madrigals,
mumblings of murkish minds,
the Holocaust, watershed of miseries endless.
Crows on carrion this mindless carnage subsists,
ripped, ruptured, ravaged by loveless hate,
custodians of stuttering rifles,
inhabitants of stygian gloom.

poem by Azubuike Justin
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Two Nights In One Day

Black clouds descend the threshold of peace,
men hastened to sleep by irons of blood
as seraphic sheeps slaughtered
in a cascade of crimson-like drips.

Black clouds descend the threshold of peace,
soulless souls on the prowl
shrieking with cruel delight
amid feasts on maiden-heads.

Black clouds descend the threshold of peace,
black clouds everywhere,
the garlands of peace trodden by beastly souls,
leaving us two nights in one day.

poem by Azubuike Justin
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