The House On the Other Side of the Street

Mother won't bleed-- Mother won't bleed again to the breaking song according to the gospel of insanity of man: She says life is in the hands of a madman, she says Sunday is not enough to bless the memories of her son who lost in the hands of astraying bullets.We'll hold down Borno; Mother won't bleed-- Mother won't bleed again in that house on the other side of the street holding this tale of her daughter with the etagere before she took her last picture from the universe. And the pastor said to her ghost "dust & unto dust you shall return" It was ash Wednesday & the frond hasn't been burnt to ashes, would mother bleed again? The leather missal is no more & Mary could not attest to it provocative missing... When we saw tears in the eyes of God, We knew this house on the other side of the street started this--the madness in us all. We could not see also the body of the missing Christ.the figurine. the chaplet.the rosary. Mother won't bleed again to this course... But her memories did not start in Benue Where she beheld laughing ghost of humans celebrating how her homeland tortured them, It started here in that house on the other side of the street where her two children died in fear. anxiety. depression. tears. forgotten. & she taught us how to dry our eyes before Sunday service. ©John Chizoba Vincent #TheSage.