*I Am Ex-convict of Love


I have been on the *run* all my life
Running away from the *monsters* of this world
Wanting to drag me back to hell
My days in prison have dug in me a _well of pain_
My years in jail have fertiled the _spring of my tears_
Tell me if you can
What fester with tougher torments
Is greater the cell of emotions!
One of which I am condemned

O when I am out of this *jail*
I will gather all the drums of this world
And all the nobles of the land
I will dance with ecstasy of freedom
*_I AM AN EX-CONVICT OF LOVE_*
But it's sad
I have been in jail all my life
My term is indefinite
And only a miracle will redeem my liberty....


©Oloyede Olatuja