WitchdoctorsA Poem by S.zaynab.kamoonpuryIn Africa where I've settled for ages Witchdoctors are highly rampant so I wrote on thatThe poor child groaned while his mother moaned ''Ah, he's possessed, Oh, he's been bewitched'', Superstition bemoaned . To the witchdoctor she sped and was back with murky potions such yucky stinky lotions Those mythical concoctions The woman obeyed the wily witchdoctor Placed belief in that traditional healer and the poor child still groaned but his mama no longer moaned After two days of tribal treatment and no lessening of predicament she thought he needed something more potent When all it turned out to be was a toothache dent! But she would hear of no dentist Like all quacks her witchdoctor had fooled her five senses For his spells and his chants and his mystical dance held her too in a trance Quite a weird weirdo is he Beware the medicine- man! The devious cunning shaman Beware that vodoo magic and witchcraft That so survive on the gullible and the daft. Yet I was warned to be wary of pharmaceuticals too They can be harmful chemicals in the long run for you © 2020 S.zaynab.kamoonpuryAuthor's Note
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18 Reviews Added on February 28, 2020 Last Updated on February 28, 2020 AuthorS.zaynab.kamoonpuryAboutI like to call myself a poetess even though I'm no professional or conventional at writing poetry. Have been writing poems for some time and readers say they get message and/or entertainment from the.. more..Writing
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