Why Tempt My 'writeousness'? Poem by David Olusanya

Why tempt David the poet?
Even if he's drunk with moet,
his line flow just like menses;
sweet and pleasant love sentences.

Isn't it profound that an atheist
agrees that I'm a lyrical priest?
With my lines, souls are lifted-
a peculiar prove that I'm gifted.

Folks wonder at my wisdom,
they want to share my thought-freedom.
The ladies admire my expression style,
they can't just help but read me and smile.

'Such wonder boy', men would say,
after each grand lyrical slay.
Most women wish I was their son,
some want me as their daughters' fun.

I'd never quit my 'writeousness'-
it's an inspirational stubbornness.
I'm a busy solution to life;
you can ask my future ex-wife.

This is not a note of pride,
it's a message so deep and wide.
It's a lyrical reaffirmation
of my grand poetic addiction.

David O. Olusanya