woman in Black

poem by: Douglas Gallant
Written on Dec 21, 2012 

a woman in black arose acroos the wind, visions of evil all in my head. Her razor sharp nails enter my body like sin,blood runs out my veins as the color red. I fall to the ground hit my back,I stuggle to walk my vertebrae I did crack.I now live in a hospital rack ,dont mess with the woman in black!

 

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Shanta commented:
Oh dear....maybe enlightened women appears in black - I can too reassure - don't mess with them - they are the creating forces of the Divine!
Edward shields commented:
Don't mess with women in black.
Christopher Russon commented on Sep 24, 2017 at 3:35pm
I will take your advice.Nice one.

 

 

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