This poem is written by, Amanda Earman.
Dark
Candles flickering
Faint, firm chants
Growing crescendo followed by
Muffed contortions
Suddenly, shadows appear
Enshrouded in dusty black and white
Life and death
They rise, fall, wail, then
Whisper
Driving away evil.
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