Poor Mary Poem by Adeosun Olamide
Poor Mary
Poor Mary, her baby killed her
The little smiles thro her burial
Poor Mary, the ignorant priest
She won’t near heaven shores
She lied too many about her bruises
That beneath smile, a torment
Poor Mary, she dressed her pain
And had his child, her death
Love was her disease
What sickness!
The mental disorder called love-
How deadly!
Thursday, February 26, 2015
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