A Ballad For Esther and Nelson

When danger run the city at night tender folks yield without a fight, who would actually dare to scream unless the hole of hell and its notorious dread makes living an eternal dream. My bride, my pride it took a whole century to attain your ride paying full attention to your total submission clearing all your doubt from your eyes by giving you my attention. From lovers trust and duty you came to perform your lot unaware that vile men worthless as dust will let beauty forever rust. A gun command respect but he's inflict pain a man who pulled the trigger at a mortal will not fail to fire a second time.. Though upon life and living you're bent our spared naira will upon you an eternity be spent with tear drops from my soul you have become scarred from our 18th visitor's foe. May her courageous soul find solace in her stolen beauty. For NELSON AND ESTHER.