Nemesis Poem by Oghenero Benefit Evabeta

NEMESIS

What is human if not you,
I heard your heart is unknown;
Perhaps desperate and evil but who knows.

She invited you in once, twice and more often,
You love the food but eye the other;
And unknown to her, you want the plate.

What happened to your conscience. Dead!
I doubt it, alive:
Fed but on the wrong ingredient.

Desperate heart,
Heart getting what it wants,
Her soul spelled under your voodoo;
Her life manipulated like ludo:
Count the seed; control the game.

Like though God gave way it seems,
You won: you have the plate,
So wealthy and lack not;
But remember seedtime and harvest:
Do not smile yet; what did you plant?