Etowa Emori
@etowaemori
1 year ago
Season come,Season go.
I sat in awe 'n' ponder,what season are we.
Maidens losin' their divinity for nakedness.
Marirobobo,you've lost your innocence,
Father has lost his faith,mother has lost her certificate of nine months;
Season come,season go,
Our Ancestors in heaven weepin' for their dynasty...who'll carry on the legacy?
Their innocent daughters walkin' the streets nude!
Their sons now a tarracuter sculpture,with artistry colouration.
O Lord! they blame it on fashion.
Papa Ajayi,beckoned on me;sayin'
Son,beware of these seasons,they'll
Rob you of your innocence,make you
Their lap dog;with their sweet-bitter words,sing you into dancin' the rhythm
Of shame.
Ahab,refused to believe it,Lot had compassion on them.
Season come,season go
we're still awaitin' their denoument
Of repentance.
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