Run Poem by Raimi Babatunde

They command time to hold
These goddess of the nights
Their assets are now fully weaponized
And they'll never roll with local cats...

They move around like jungle cats
In nudity in well framed mesmerizing contours
These pretty damsels are poison to your souls
And many have lost their ministry, even life on their laps.

When they play with fentayl, royfenol, AZT et al
They take you to a world beyond the clouds
A life close to Valhalla, the place of the Odin god
There, you live, yet you are gone like gone...

Run my friend, run! You have been squared
By products of failed parenting roaming like street dogs
Before these misfits and flamingoes sends you to early grave
This is a final boarding call to safety. My friend, 'jakpa osiso'.