Suppose Life Were A Sinless Colleen Poem by Stella Sisanda Qishi

Suppose life were a sinless colleen
Her pedigree etched in her diplomacy,
Wont to bounty, the queen of all kingdoms,
Featured in every man's dream.
Suppose she led a life free from predicaments
And we adopted her traits and feigned life in Eden

O! But what a shrew she's grown to be!
Sparingly she smiles and often she frowns
And now evry man's heart feeds on revenge
Other's prosperities disgust my eyes
We have become those with hearts of iron
the villains always vilifying every reat effort
Wishing our mates' affluent minds barren
Shouting words muted
Every now and then we applaud
But again it's all muted.