I
A woman’s heart is so
fragile
Who knows what a man can do
to it?
A man can either romance it
Make it bigger
Or eat it
And save other men from her
pain
Love is like an apparition
Before we marry the woman
rules
After we marry the man
rules
But a woman is more
powerful than a man
Little wonder
She can break or mar
A man without his chisel
II
But in fury the man is a
danger
Of other men and the women
at large
He must be a beast to have
beaten a woman
Everybody knows the woman is
weaker
Wait, what about the crime
of the woman?
Maybe you don’t know some
women beat their men
In that instance, the man
is a fool
He’ll be a monkey in the
sight of all
That was my tale, when I
married Anita
III
I never said I courted a
demon
To me, she was the saint
And I, the demon
Little wonder
When the prophets came
I willingly declared; I was
the devil
I'd gladly give my life for
her
Even if the truth we all
see
Yet she’ll overcome me with
her weakness
She’d drag me to hell
She’ll say I’m even the
devil
After all, no man will
believe me
©
Enigmatic Olumide
21.05.14.
11:30-11:40am
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