Sunday, May 5, 2013

The Voodoo Man

The Voodoo man is haunting me,

Sticking me with invisible pins.
Into a miniature doll of me,
What has caused this sin?

The Voodoo Man is dancing.
The Voodoo Man is laughing.
The Voodoo Man is making me cry.
The Voodoo Man wants me to die.

Ancient magical spells.
In these modern days.
Calling me to Hell,
With his Voodoo ways.

No joking or laughing please.
The Voodoo Man is real.
Coming to me in my dreams;
My soul he wants to steal.

The Voodoo Man is chanting.
The Voodoo Man is ranting.
The Voodoo Man is standing in the hall.
The Voodoo Man is burning my doll.

Agony and pain.
What have I done
To cause this evil reign?
Now the Voodoo Man has come.

Face to face with him.
Witch Doctor – demons of the past.
Gloating over his win.
Behind his tribal mask.

The Voodoo Man stands before me.
The Voodoo Man has come to be.
The Voodoo Man is nothing to fear.
The Voodoo Man is just a nightmare.

The Voodoo Man – Witch Doctor
Burning my doll – burning me.


© By R. A. Barbere