Sonnet Vi Poem by Joshua Adeyemi

The land and ridges had had an agreement,
That when the proud wave totter near,
They would pretend as if in merryment,
And then if he by that stop there,
They'll then tie him by his will,
Re-inforce, Rekindle their trick,
Avenge of years the ills he'd wrought,
Make him realise the quatom of the evil he'd sought.
And they will of that lash him severally,
Loan him to the dungeon of folly.
That he'll proceed not on in the evil,
That for generation he'd shelter in. The good
Then will we teach him how to do,
And If he heeds, he'll go, but if he'll not, we'll in our arts continue.
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