The Stranger Poem by Dr Anthony Onoja

What then can we say when time fly
When we now sit alone at the verge of time
What then can we hope for?
when truth lies
One day we shall see beyond the minds of time
Openup the treasure men once called love
Order the last awaken of broken soulmate
Though we stand firm like the ruffian soldiers
There we openup the ancient tombs
Awaken this dead princess of long yesterday
Arise now lets outsmart our fate to dust
Where we begot wild the seeds of sin
Wash away their parents iniquity oh! Lord
When all travelers all route this path
Once in a dark moon she moan
like the park of wolves in full ectasy
Once in a circle you love that stranger
yes that misty with fumes of lust,
Giving some orgy orgasm to that gray misty
stranger called your lust