I Was Deceived Poem by Michael Eziudo

Bimbo, was it you or me who deceived me
You looked stunning and attracting and free
You were young and tender and pretty
But with straight and stern face
The cumulative of the usual look on the teacher's facial look file
I stared at you and you returned the stare with a smile
And the smile-one that can melt a thousand heart-was freely given anytime we saw each other
And that was what caught me however

And my thought started swelling
Beyond my control it kept boiling
I forgot that you came here for learning
My emotion came on fire
I started burning the torch fanning my desire
And then I made a pass
Not minding she's not my class

Not minding but knowing
That she has the body doesn't mean she has the head
She may have too the feeling
But she's got not the right yet to give her consent nor to decide
This pedophilia makes me a pedophile in deed
And the results of it all was my lesson birthed

Her smile is a show of respect and love
Love for them knowledge gatherers
That have a daredevil skill to pass it on
Her way to show the chalk professionals respect and love
That them in the world are one symbol that matters
But I mistook her cheerfulness for lust and infatuation
And it got my respect seared
And my reputation sold
And now she'd dishonor me
For my abuse she couldn't condone

I got deceived Bimbo, I don't know if it were you or me
Or the lack of control that burnt within me
That which made me mistake your smile for a lust
Pedophile is child abuse you got to know fast
It's one thing that shouldn't be let to live or last
Bimbo, oh Bimbo
This thing you couldn't play along with has cost me a lot
Should I now hate you for being smart
Or should I tell them coming after you to follow suit