Jezebel Poem by Babajide Aina

Who created her?
A strange woman
Thorn in his flesh
Loud and stubborn
Wicked in all ways of life

A woman with attire of harlot
Where is love in Jezebel?
Or show me your beauty
Her feet abide not in her house
Her house is the way to hell
Going down to the chamber of death

Except the fearful and the diligent
Escape an angel of darkness
Forget not her beauty is wholesome
Turning people away from God
Is it creature or creator causes?
Jezebel who bewitched you?