To a Dead Husband
From the day
Our paths met
And you took my heart prey
My joy away you kept.
Of your deceptive love.
I was a slave, a bond woman
My joy now you are dead.
I wish I could in your death
Beat, exude my pains
By your flexed muscles
And kill you again.
I am sad
Though happy you are gone
For you, mis-sought, I feel bad
Glad for you are done.
May angels carry you
Devilish ones...
Tortures of current of fire
Beastly treatment
For you are a beast...
Shame you
Gone I am free
To start my life anew
FREE.
Copyright © Goodness Lanre | Year Posted 2013
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