A Love's Tale Ii.Ii Poem by Joshua Adeyemi

Taira:
Hold her still, lift her up
Fill it with Iodine, bring the cup.

Diana:
Oh, my leg ache, my brain curse,
I fell pain on a pilgrimage in my body: Cruising with force.

Mara:
Iodine you say? Does first aid mend this sort of torn shoe?
Doesn't it have it's specific rule?

Clara:
Get her to the hostipal, enough of words.
Ocean of blood's dripping off her gourd.

(rushes in)

Chaffy:
Leave her to me!

Mara:
What with him amiss?

Chaffy:
Spare that, a life travelling through different realm,
I'll stay her before she cross the ocean. Then,
Leave her to me, I'll take care of her.
Let the bills and the dues be my scar.