Iniquity Of Love Poem by Oni Omotayo

I thought it well to write of thy grace
But thy iniquity I cannot conceal
Has our insolent darkness not been your deeds?
You forge alliance with foes and breeds affinity with thy enemy.
Thy spirit thou send from thee so far from home
Thy judgments is Half-done and biased
Sending our heart far to a strange land
Wandering on expedition beyond our native realm
Like the evil sea bird you sought our emotions for prey
Imprisoning the righteous in thy domed-fortress
Holding our heart captive in thy pretty claws.
You crave the guilty goddess of our handful deeds
The lustre thus thou darkened with thy eclipse,
Tying the knot between night and day,
Obscuring the sight to ethical fairways
When you're sometime absent from the heart,
We imitate eye of valiancy with no fear nor trepidation.
A mournful tribute has thou pay to thy broken goblets
Like the troubled sea thy eyes rage with tears
And yet send them afar amidst thy wolfs
To thy gallows on a deliberate suicides
Knowing well our heart is no stronger than flora
I shall speak ill of thee in the ears of the princesses,
From the commoner and the noble blood will I not conceal thy iniquity.