Life Poem by Olorode Olorunleke

build your nest around my prime.
let it daily being nurture for a glorious blow,
not the blow in the ring that can cut the ear.
let our hearts be clown even without a dime.
that our lives will not be like our politicians
whose destiny do glorify in theft yet have no
place to go.
upon their shoulders we celebrate our lives in
their glorious leprosy.
my promise to you has no blemish which cant be
compare to their filthy truth.
my love, my jewel let your love for me never be
without a snare,
and give a hope which a religious leader cant
give.
your beauty is precious than the grave that
weekly stands on the pulpit.
let our love daily grow to yield the true love of
God as fruit.
leave the man that grease your heart with deceit
cos he has nothing to give.
my name is joy, love, hope and righteousness in
me is the way to eternity.