You suddenly found yourself in the ditch
Where scorpions and deadly snakes coexist
I watched them savor your bruised skin
Oh! What a delight it was for them
Your bleeding and mangled hands reached to the heavens
Your swollen face and bloodshot eyes could no longer cry
Your mouth, dripping blood, could only whisper,
“Help me!”
I watched as pints of blood dripped from your wounds
Seeping out like sewage from a public toilet
Wounded souls you had drenched in a stained, darkened face
Souls disillusioned by your betrayal cry for vengeance
Suddenly I saw the merciless vulture
Claws sharp and stained, ready to kill
As it approached, you knelt in submission
Ready to be devoured
I knew long ago that you deserved to be consumed
He trusted you with everything
Your masks, radiant and painted
In silent wait, you struck and left him eternally wounded
The heart of the soul you wounded
The soul who trusted you with his words
The soul you betrayed without a second thought
Has you trapped now, where will you run to?
I pray for leniency on your behalf
For now it is too late to apologize to that man
I truly want to slowly sip my glass of Chapman
While I watch the vulture called Karma tear you to pieces
(c) Ifedolapo Ogunniyi
Ifedolapo Ogunniyi 