A Rose On Thorns
The mistake of one careless night
Became a plague for a thousand years
She couldn't guard her farm
And will let any man come and plough
when she was lost in the spell of ecstasy
It didn't take extra time to sow
Formed by the biology of nature
She never knew
That it baked a piece of Gold
So when for shame,
she didn't think twice
The Golden foetus was wiped out
Murder!
Another king
Didn't get to wear his crown
Copyright © Victor Nwakanma | Year Posted 2016
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