She saw the signs
That voodoo was practiced here,
She sensed the power
She could feel the fear,
Hallucinogenic images
Flashing through her mind,
Whispers of ancient rites
That she knew could bind,
Victims to the torment
Of the living dead and beyond,
She could here the distant sound
Of a ritual voodoo song,
I was time to get out of here
The blood she saw was smeared,
On walls telling a story
She didn’t want to hear,
I was a story of incandescent fear
And it was dangerous just being here,
Then something took her by the leg
And dragged her back into the room,
She struggled to get back up and out
But over something evil loomed,
And as she screamed and shouted for help
Her screams fell on deaf ears,
And in her fear and anguish
She started crying desperate tears,
She heard a voice then whisper
‘your life is now mine,
I am the Voodoo master
And I now control your mind’,
And then everything went out of focus
And her body couldn’t move,
And she sensed other people
As they entered the room,
They carried to a place unknown
And placed her in a box,
She could only mover her eyes
The the lid of the box was locked,
They buried her alive within a grave
The witnessed hallucinogenic plays,
Was this how it would be from now
Living in a zombie like state,
Until she finally passed away
But there was no guarantee at all,
Her home was now this grave
And she couldn’t even scream or move,
She was now controlled by voodoo
Her body was now her tomb
And this box was now a womb
But it it was a womb of eternal suffering
And it would not end very soon.
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Thanks very much for reading and appreciating my friend 🙏💖 Faux
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