Faceless

In times to come woes in sight
In shadows past no vision of light
when darkness swallows and belches pity


The nitty gritty of petty merry
Shall become more of a fairy prayer
The sounding of drums and rushing of waves


Interfusion of wailing voices
Bewilderment of supplications gone awry
An obligation of mercy to show and behold


To stem oozing pain from sighs at moonlight
And moanings from sides torn from buffets
Meet me at the place where fear thrives


Where tears cry and wails moan
Where uncertainty is surety, death is a luxury
At the place where happiness has no face


Written By: Dzisam Elikem