Sinful Poet
So much to express,
That I supress,
Every word every text,
For fear of Seeing it black as
coal,
My naked soul so cold,
My nasty mind so bold,
My wicked side re-told,
Through paper and pen Re-
born,
My mind exposed,
As the sophisticated sinful
poet.
Copyright © Virginia Kamau | Year Posted 2013
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