Tales Of A Ruined Lover - Poem by Korede Abiodun
And so it was that they remove the melody
And replaced it with tragedy
Guide, I guide my reputation with my life
Only to loose both to a night
Caught in Action with the kings wife
Now at the danger of My Highness Knife
But that wouldn't be-fit a Knight!
'Where is ego? '
My pride gone out the window
I was dragged by knaves
'Aye, easy! I climbed in the shadow'
loin-cloth down, butt out, Poe dangles below
'I am a noble, be wary and behave! '
Is that my ego
Few torture yet untouched
Good God, not a eunuch, He wants my hood
'Nay! ' I refuse to kneel, un-crouched
'Moi King wants Poe me scotch pouch! '
'Good mojo! I'd rather burn on fiery Woods'
That's some ego
Let me joust and fight this fate
Even though miles long is the punishment scroll
But I'd argue it on judgement day
If it be a sin for a reckless loving like I may
Un-bowed, a true lover find his way back home.
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