Amisa - Nine Candles Poem by Samuel Jolaosho

To graveless souls that roam and lack the rest
Around the world, down up the mystic sphere
As triggered here by man's sick greed and zest,
And careless acts, ills, lust on earth right here,
We pray and light these candles…peace, do rest!
Unknown your deaths are, caused of darkest nest,
Aye, cutting short your damned or guiltless lives,
You're shackled, tears, all years no saving vest
Thy eerie wails when cut by torment knives
Hmm! Candles, nine for each, be freed and rest.
Elements, witness! Free them, free their rest…
See not? They've all returned to earth undressed!
Silence so long, to anguish, mum, you're guest…
No more…these NINE for you, be free and rest!