Adesina Idris Dolapo Poet Blank verse

Take Heed

The truth is always bitter
I have never known
Its authenticity
Till now
When I learnt that...
...the past haunts...

I had it well covered
Or so it seems to me
But yet it leaked
Nay!
It burst...
...the past haunts...

A false fabric I clad
Deceit it was worsted in
Yet in it I rejoice
Till nemesis caught me...
...the past haunts...

Now...
Peace has deserted me
Fear is flourishing
War, I called
Inadvertently
When numerous souls
I robbed
Of their rights
Thinking it is sealed
Airtight!
But...
...the past haunts...

All gone
I alone
Peace out
Happiness far
War in
Sorrow is food
Sadness, water...
...the past haunts...

Pity me not
I worked hard for it
And it I earned.
My hand toiled for it
So I eat the fruits
Of my labour...
...the past haunts...

Hearken ye!
To the words of 
One who all has seen.
Albeit
My words smelleth
In thine ears
But when thou reapsth
Thy fruit
Thou shalt remember my words
That....
...the past haunts...

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