If I Get You With My Wife Poem by Ojok Isaac

If I look at the blue sky
And see one cloud like my wife
And the other like a stranger
Making love, let me not get near
For I'll come like a polluted smoke
That can destroy the ozone layer
In less than one second

Let me tell you the truth
If I get you I'll make juice
Buy for you bread and cassava
And buy a sharp knife
That only looking at it
You'll feel like you are dead two days ago
I'll ask you to chose my juice
Which I'll drop a deadly poison
in it as you see
Or lick my knife
As many times as you entered my hive

If I get you with my wife
It'll be like WW3
You'll beg for mercy
But I'll be merciless
like an hungry lion
You'll regret, you'll feel like
Today should be yesterday
But it will be too late