The Smell Of Gomorrah & Sodom Returns

The Smell Of Gomorrah & Sodom Returns

A Poem by M La Mellz

The End Of Time

It's Day but It's Night,
It's Dark but the light is present,
It's Cold but the light is present,
It's War but no Fight!
It's awkward, Silent and Smelling!
I wonder if I'm dreaming or I'm awake?

Years ago, They fought for Peace.
Years ago, They won the Race.
They celebrated but graves on the
Man there is fire in the eyes
of a Racehorse!

I see Black cars, Black Suits.
I see Black Thought and Innocence!
It's the Bible and the Blood,
The Good Acts and Dirty Deeds!
It's Awkward, Silent and Smelling,
I wonder if I'm dreaming or I'm awake?

My room feels like a Dungeon,
No sound of a Dragon but through
Ventilators, Silently the smell comes in
like a serenade,
"Dear Lord!" I dedicate,
"I know you see me, please cover me?"

The smell Of Gomorah and Sodom

I'll Pray and wait to Survive cause
Hopes are alive with Fear by my side.
My Head collapse while my legs folds,
Like Seraphim I cover my Face and Feet,
cause the day for me to Fly is nearer!

© 2016 M La Mellz

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Added on November 20, 2016
Last Updated on November 20, 2016


M La Mellz
M La Mellz

Durban, Kzn, South Africa

I'm Inamandla Meluleki Mpanza "M.L'Mellz" the Writter, Poet. My Genres are Narrative, Ballad and Limerick. I'm from South Africa, under a Zulu tribe. The reason why i use my pseudionym "M La Mellz" it.. more..