Testimonies Of Times
written by: Mooch Simon
@moochsimon54
ANEW.
Here, our path ends
Goodbye, we say with an ocean of tears
Flooding to our chins
Just like last time, we rejected the machine
Our friends fall to ashes.
Authority stands
Not to escape the fire
A heavy guard is deployed.
We wake up at the sun’s birth,
Seen as walking dead at noon
We thank God when we see the beautiful twilight
“Hail to the divine. We have seen the sunset, death mate.”
We rejoice before sleep engulfs us never to wake up again,
Our heart longs for a quick death.
Oh friends,
With a giggle pitch high,
Our instincts stroll to a glimpse of hope
Before we stretch to grip,
Our eyes are removed
Never to see the light again,
We are left to dwindle to darkness.
Our hopes linger with prey
Just like crops are sprayed,
Torture descends on our shoulders
Like a face shining with ghee
Though we know our prayers won’t pass the clouds,
We kneel to pray
For death to take us quickly.
- Testimonies Of Times - November 15, 2024