Beneath My Skin -Guilty Or Innocent Poem by chinwe omah

If thou wilt, whilst i hold my Breathe
i prithee let not thou heart faint my beloveth,
whatever thou ears have heard of me
thou eyes have not seen me do in the darkest
Be it far from me that i behold such iniquity
the walls speaks, the Birds sings of my innocence
my Dove, thou eyes puts me in suspense
have my foes bought thee with a pence?
Break forth words.
Beneath my skin is innocence.

My hands has my maker forged for Battle
Battle against my foes.
not for a friend woe.
Not to strangle the life off him-
My beloveth have thou become as a grave-yard?
break forth words.
if thou wilt, whilst i hold my breathe
let thou heart faint not i prithee
Beneath My skin is innocence.

He is my Best man, i cherish d day we met.
my companion, when my sorrow is piled up
i have laid in my bosom, naught a word,
naught a wine for merriment till sunset,
Bless'd be His birth date,
Curse be upon him that grabbed his last breathe
if thou wilt, whilst i hold my breathe
let thou heart faint not i prithee
Beneath my skin is innocence.

People, can a sheep be innocent in a case judged by a Leopard?
have not my justice bought by the highest bidder
with my eyes have i seen t's Evil in the daylight
My accusers, have laid wait til t's date
who shall plead for me at the gate
none, but my beloveth
if thou wilt, whilst i hold my breathe
let thou strength faint not i prithee.
Beneath my skin is innocence.