Wicked Soul! ! ! Poem by Elizabeth Jacqueline Mpanga

Oh wicked soul,
Your wickedness is like honey-sweet venom to the rightoeus man's soul

Your words like piercing whistles to the rightoeus man's ears

Your deeds are like a black rose

Your deceipt is like the nector from a Venus fly trap

You wait patiently to corrupt the righteous

You scheme and plot their down fall

Oh wicked man, how foul your wickedness is

You spend sleepless nights causing misery to the innocent

You torment the righteous with your evil

Honesty is poisonous to your soul

How hateful you are Wicked man

You rejoice in the down troddeness of the righteous and laugh at their pain

Wicked man your hatred for right is as vast reaching and as numerous as the sahara's sands

You parade so proudly your wickedness

Your wickedness is strong enough to poison a blackmamba

Oh wicked man,

wickdness is so loud it deafens the righteous man

Wicked man, Wicked man! oh you vile wicked man!

Is there no end to your wickedness? ! ! ! ! !