Belove Poem by Simpa Omoluabi

Belove I send you loveletters for braille
To help see you through this blind phase of love
For material things before which many fail
For these love letters I write you belove
Is Braille of love letters which if you read
You shan't fail to see the right ways to pass
Through this totally too dark for to see
Blind phase of love driven by total greed
Teeming with a populace of Judas
From East to West, North to South, land and sea
A Braille for the blind phase of love my dear
Which if you do read you shall have no fear
Of ever failing to pass the right way
Come sun, rain, moon and come whatever may.

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