My Atonement
Small town village boy yet I speak
For I have seen the horrors of the world
A curse I must carry
Born from my crime against love
Thou in repentance I spoke
Yet I see the eyes of hate and revenge surrounds me
In my not so innocent town
I was shun by poor and rich
And vowed to get back my penance
And in a forest so dark and deep
I found my heart’s delight
All the riches wished and their death as a plus
So with a vengeful heart
I sold their souls for silver and gold
Then I laughed out an evil laugh
Then I saw the child forgotten
And heard the joy of laughter
and knew my very mistake
So I rushed and saved my people
And peace I felt that instance
But for the consequence I was unprepared
And my atonement did not save me
Condemned to be banished
Or my head in the gallows
Now I can’t keep wondering
Was my love worth it
Copyright © Comfort Eboigbe | Year Posted 2012
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