Is your heart has broken as mine?
When all my life I'd begged for love
From a woman who made my heart
The rag that mobbed her feet
Who spit upon my head with lies
Who trampled upon my back
With her soles of thorns
Who drummed the konga of pain
With sticks broken from my ribs
Who boiled the kneels
That once bend to her to plea
Who took all my life
But left behind my tears
Why should I ask if hell is hot
After I have fallen in love with the Devil himself
Time they say, heals all wound
How about such as battered as mine
Can a broken ever love again?
Will it have the courage
To trust yet another kiss?
© Olatuja Oloyede
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