Sanctified Nun
How careful was I when I plod my path,
The incident that brought me unto his eyes
For wrong hand has she falling for
Among the many that eyes have seen
Not one whose flames my heart like his
And long upon these terms, I held my pace
Till thus he began to beset me
For feasts of love I have been called upon
And be not of my holy vows afraid
That to ye I sworn, to none was ever said
For I say, this man is untrue
And saw how deceits were gilded in his smiles
Knew vows were ever brokers of defiling
Oh curse is the heart of the adulterous
How mighty then you are
Oh hear me tell
The broken bosoms that to me belong
Have emptied all their fountain in my well
Now all these hearts that mine depend
Feeling it breaks, with bleeding I groan in pain
O that inflected moisture of his eye
O that false fire which in his eye shine
O that false sad breathe his spongy lungs holds
Would yet again betray the sanctified nun.
Copyright © Christiana Osifeko | Year Posted 2017
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