Pleasure Over Treasure Poem by Taiwo Lasisi

Wisdom! Wisdom! Wisdom!
Wisdom is as precious as Gold,
As prominent as Air,
Beautiful as Aphrodite,
magical adhere

loving than Cupid
leaving her;
so stupid.

She is a very special gift from the Supreme.
She finds anyone who seeks her.
i remember the dark scary nights in the forest of Confusion and Sorrow, i cried to the supreme for help.Then he sent her down to me.She was too beautiful, heavens take bow, her cup was full.
She was as bright as the beautiful morning light.
She came to me and my life changed, not till the moment enemies like friends came.
They told me of the beautiful one, that loves only sweet things and fears not the supreme.
Her way is sour and wide.she takes to extreme
i was foolish enough to leave the precious one, for the childish one.i had forgotten how she brought me peace, honor, success, and respect.
But now shez gone, and I'm searching desperately for her.
This is my little story, my dear friends, do not make my mistake ever, Because 'the Gold one loose for coal, would take sweat and pains to regain.'