Bidemi
The skies are silent tonight
Where is Bidemi?
She's where the vultures hovers
Jubilating over perished flesh
She's where the blood of a man
Serves as wealth for another
She's where the lifeless lie
With headless bodies
And blood to serve as wine
For evil men with greedy desires
Oh Bidemi your end is here
Life is short but yours is shorter
If only you knew Bidemi
That man was a ritualist
If only you knew Bidemi
That your head was next
Will I blame you for this
For evil men disguise as saints
How were you to know
That those wealth were acquired
By the blood of innocent girls
Who seek a purse of gold
And a better life of honey
Where comfort is her throne
Oh Bidemi rest silent
Surely my heart is grieved
I shall write your name
On a poem of sorrow
With my ink of red
To say you goodbye
I shall cry till this tears
Of mine an ocean must create
And every salty drop
Your name must echo
The night still stays silent
Till the morning cock came crowing
Bidemi's mother woke at dawn
To find her daughter's bed empty
She troubled not at all
And lie awaiting her return
Only if she knew
That Bidemi will never return
Only if she knew
That her daughter is dead and gone
The skies still stay silent
And slowly invites another night
Bidemi! Bidemi ! Bidemi!
Her mother calls out in tears
If only she knew Bidemi is gone
To where her words cannot be heard
Copyright © King Adams | Year Posted 2018
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