The Dead Are Too Much With Us

In honor of this Shocktober and Halloween, I have decided to post the following ancestor poem.  I wrote this some years back about the lascivious spirits of the dead in Voodoo. Please feel free to comment, share or add your own poetic Ancestral musings below. 

Maman Brigitte Feast Altar

The dead are too much with us

For better or for worse

The dead are too much with us

Better hold on to your purse.

 

They walk the streets among us

In anger, joy and pain.

They hope their desperate mumblings will not be in vain.

 

Their hearts are no longer beating,

Fiery desires have long grown cold,

Yet in this dark and sainted hour

They pray their stories are told.

 

So greet this magick, sacred night

With open soul and open mind,

Because in the dreams of yesteryear

The future we will find.

 

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About Lilith Dorsey

Lilith Dorsey M.A. , hails from many magickal traditions, including Celtic, Afro-Caribbean, and Native American spirituality. Her traditional education focused on Plant Science, Anthropology, and Film at the University of R.I, New York University and the University of London, and her magickal training includes numerous initiations in Santeria also known as Lucumi, Haitian Vodoun, and New Orleans Voodoo. Lilith Dorsey is a Voodoo Priestess and in that capacity has been doing successful magick since 1991 for patrons, is editor/publisher of Oshun-African Magickal Quarterly , filmmaker of the experimental documentary Bodies of Water :Voodoo Identity and Tranceformation, author of Voodoo and Afro-Caribbean Paganism and The African-American Ritual Cookbook, and choreographer for jazz legend Dr. John's "Night Tripper" Voodoo Show. She believes good ritual should be fun and innovative, and to that end she led the first ever Voodoo Zombie Silent Rave Ritual in July 2013, complete with confused Thriller flash mob.


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