P E N I T E N C E

I'm this man, next to that crime connoisseur
I've been a cheat, I've been a lie, call me names,
For, my thief operates phases, via a face, for all
Nail me to my cross, I'm set to take my blames.

Again, my love,
Let me bring from mile, your smile.

If it's worth sinned, it's worth punished, really
But remember, heavens dance over a sole rebirth,
Here is my hands, sustain it, lest it get weary
That later, I might use to cuddle you, like a belt.

Again, my love,
Draw me close, you have my oath.

Long ago, I claimed strong, now sit I helplessly
Come, my requested rib, come fill me in an hurry,
All that my heart sings, is your name -honestly
Come back, or is it too late now to say “sorry"?

Again, my love,
Let me blunt your tears I brought.

My heart beats like am on a track of a rear race
Perhaps, by night, to an unmapped place it'll fly,
Lest my exit shall shun some suns and their rays
Let not those tarrying trees out wave you “bye".

Again, my love,
Come back to my arm and be calm.

#PsalmsInk

© Samuel O. Ogunyinka, (Psalmist).

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