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The Return Of The Herdsmen by Jeomen

"The Return Of The Herdsmen

   Herdsmen!
It has been long now you left
This coven made not for your kind.
Have you forgotten something invaluable?
Or have you come to leave wounds and scars
As you did before?

    Herdsmen!
Have you come again in this same season?
Have you come to graze on our flesh 'nd crops?
Was it not yesteryear you left in us many wounds?
Who now brought you back from exile,
Answer me you herdsmen?

     Herdsmen!
Were you not told ne'er to return back again?
Were you not told to steer clear from this abode?
Truly, you've ears but you can't hear,
And surely, we can't harbour you again. Ne'er!
Because you left in us many living wounds.

      Herdsmen!
We're now ready for you cursed beings.
We're are now ready for you walking ghosts.
This time shall witness fire for fire
This time shall witness blood for blood,
For fire will be fan into flame, and blood gushing turbulently.

      Herdsmen!
Our Clowns this time will be clown with thorns
Yes! Our clown... Our traitors 'nd saboteurs.
The gullible 'nd shortsightedness of our time.
Our armoury awaits fully for you this time,
For your return; return of maims.

        Herdsmen!
        Herdsmen!
We harbour no soulless
We harbour no blood sucker
We harbour Oneness and Love.

Written by;
© JEOMEN
Udekwe Chikadibia Johnmary
(No omen no Jeomen)
They back again
Just to cause pain.
All Rights Reserved
® 30/4/2017.

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