Those Words

THOSE WORDS Those words I spoke to you were true This day of confusion we shall not rue. In shyness you drove away your eyes from mine As I spoke with guilt of mine not thine. Those words captured nights we drove aloft With dead people around me and around your cot. I held your heart in my cup of words And I demanded your judgment to be passed with swords. Not even this sonnet can this day capture I spoke the gospel truth, damning even rapture. With my arrow of sorrow against your heart I still learnt there be something you hide Though I condemn my disappointing act Your hide is still driving my wheel as a tide. Bolaji Ramos