Song Of The Virgin - Poem by Bamukunda Hillary
Song Of The Virgin
When you meet me,
Don't hug mi.
When u accidentally hug me,
Don't kiss me.
If by fate you kiss me,
Spare me the romance.
Should romance take it's course stubbornly,
Please, please don't dare the devil.
My body is the temple of the lord.
My mum told me am not ready.
My friends told me it hurts.
Didn't the priest say we carry Jesus in our bodies?
Hahaha, hope you won't disturb him.
This time my spirits will raise up,
I will shout, No, to the unknown madness.
I hear you are attractively seductive,
That your words smell of ankole honey,
That the touch of your hands can even evoke spirits,
Are your eyes a pair of romantic lens?
Can you really take me to heaven alive llike you said?
I don't fear to go to dare a living miracle,
But I haven't had any testimony.
Let me praise the devil I know,
Than the angel I don't know.
©Bamukunda Hillary ©
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