I Am Guilty Of Treason Poem by David Olusanya

I am guilty of treason!
A sin more red than crimson.
To be discrete is too late,
‘cause the enemy is at the gate.

But you need not run around,
or hide yourselves underground.
‘Cause the enemy on the chase,
is solely headed for my place.

This treason is stirred by a girl
that dazzle my eyes like a pearl.
Her form is like a twinkling star,
unconsciously posing my mouth ajar.

Now my heart is under attack
and cupid's arrow is swift on my track.
I have no place to rest my soul
‘cause cupid is persistently on patrol.

Indeed! I am guilty of treason,
and love is the sole, candid reason.
Cupid is vehemently on my trail
with focused arrows that wouldn't fail.

I have bluntly betrayed my heart
and my whole being is fallen apart.
I have opened my life to a lady,
and she seems to be in charge already.

Yes! I am guilty of treason
and I would be glad to go to prison.
But lock me up with that girl
that dazzle my eyes like a pearl.

David O. Olusanya