The Earth Plunge

It’s hazy… opaque… clamour… and frizzy My mind froze and clamours It’s intense, grumpy, and rampant Yet an image skewed, freckled and afar Ding...Ding...ding… Musical but torrent my head is screwed Knocked up and nuts became loose Thunderous and thumping bolt in my mind A lament! A hymn... fading in the distance Reverberated like a long lost song A synagogue marching in a single line Face concealing garments swaying from side to side From the morgue murmuring and mumbling Oh! What a poor restful soul Wrapped and helpless in a black loin Suffering inside but without tears Held in procession to the yard Graves that consumes sumptuously Anguish and agony antagonised the atmosphere With occasional litany now and then Young and old looked up and wiped off their tears Blamelessly they tell but only tale stories Stories bringing burden and sorrow