For Love Poem by Micheal Nkemchor

Today I stole for love
Stole to put smile in the face of my beloved
Now i cause sadness in my own mind
And distance between i and the Father of mankind

Forgive me Jesus my Lord
Do not strike me with your sword
For I am blinded by dangerous love
Please show mercy from above

Lord In my hands place Gold
So that In marriage I will lay hold
And be able to place food on Debora's table
For without coins love is in trouble

This 'Lost' Mayhem will cease
A notice has been placed for her lease
But Father when am free
To my woo let the pretty damsel Deborah agree