My mask is a protection
Against all threats,
ALL THREATS
And not all of them weapons
Althoughs words sharper than dahomey daggers
Do harm, they hold no power to contest against the might of my masks charm
A black mask, mahogany wood its mother
Embued with magic by the candomble negras
Chicken skeletons,
guinea eyes,
foot of monkey
a hive of flies,
The spell that created this mask
Against my woes of the world
The only armor I have ..
My mask
YOU ARE READING
The Invitation Poetry book
PoetryVote Please! A mixture o poetry and spoken word In some of the poems particularly the late chapter I have attached videos of me speaking The poems for listening pleasure I Thank you!!
