Soul Tie Poem by duke perry abrokwa

Beautiful words got her convince into my bed
The game  played , games got over the edge
Now this game is  part of me like an addiction,
Objectifying women because my convection,
 little did I know it will cost me my life
Get me enslaved,   even cost my wife

To me it was just a game, just sex.
To her it's losing her pride broken her vase
I stripped her of  her innocence,
 her broken virginity cost  her dignity
This is powerful to create insecurity
I called it   sex, She thought making love

It's Soul Tie
I didn't know it's become part of me
Our soul get tie up together
I bond soo tight  remains forever
Blood mixed with blood
Then another  mix with our blood
Then blood keep mixing with bloods

It's Soul tie
It will only take a shed of blood
 to get me out of this blood bond.
Something too deep, spiritual talk
Deeper than the physical mind  can comprehend

It's Soul tie
If any man his joint with an harlot
 He Becomes one with an harlot
Sex is more spiritual than physical
Sex means Spiritual EXchange
Sex exchange  blood,
Sickness, destiny, Dignity

It's Soul tie