Day 8
05.03.2015
Topic: Santeria Siren
A siren singing softly at sunrise
An image of a godly force
Appears from the mouth
Rising its wings towards the sky
Performing a morning ceremony
On the cold stones of the shore
Turns to the man who seeks forgiveness
But the spine is stronger than the man
Wings reach longer
Eyes that see beyond fear
So the man is turned towards black magic
He does not understand
To use it for his own good
The siren builds up the ritual
While the man casts his curse
The siren flies away
Nesting in the mountains
To just wait
until the man dies
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