Searching Poem by Olorode Olorunleke

Water flows from my lid
Each time my mind
Is crossed to the part of love
Then I need to ask

What sacrifice or atonement
Is there need to make
Which has not been made
Help help
Lest my bone is crushed in this search

Even this has gone beyond that of Gulder
Or is there one that has ever been positive
Of what evil is there in my act
That they all set their back

And pick up the sand in my abode in exit
What could have been my fault
Not a bad act my life is made
They blacklist and block

Not as a bad boy
But as so naughty looking for the best head
To wear the crown
Hope someone would rise
To wipe my tears
Lest I grow gray and still searching.