Heartless Fellow
It’s precious to me
Why take it away?
We shall not see
You can’t force me any way
Yet I have no choice
Because it’s my gold
Now I must this once
But never shall it hold
I detest you!
Why make me your prey
When you‘ve got a lot on the cue
Oh, God! I pray
Come save my soul
What more shall I say?
Now to you I must go
Try not to frown
But how can I?
I hope you go down
An eye for an eye
Let go off my gold
Or tears will flow
My hands I fold
Why tell me sorry?
Now to hell with my gold
Hold it till you are old
Off I go to find peace
Yet sorrow fills my heart instead
My heart cold and heavy,
Hope I can make it be at ease
For what you intend
I reject
And detest
Nothing shall bring me to say ‘I do’
Heavens shall fall but no regret
Wish you die and pay your dues
No one shall protect you
Life is precious
But you are non-valuable
God come and judge
What faith he bears
For hearts bleed with evil desires and grudge
Every time your news pops up on air.
Copyright © Chioma Onyekaba | Year Posted 2015
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