Written by: Nurudeen Olaniran

Very much unlike the pigeon's love
For the man that feeds it
Come rain or sun it stays

Just like the butterfly
and the scent flowers:
Enticing colored petals
and sweet smell it displays
to attract it preys

The butterfly suck the nectar
emptied it an fly away

The Gold-digger hand-in-hand
with the Soothsayer
Who is deceiving Who?