To Whom It May Concern. Poem by Olorode Olorunleke

To whom it may concern.
Under the brook of your magnificent my head do lay.
Daily painting the brightness of your skin from where i learn.
You are the most beautiful on earth even the sons of God did say.
Permit me to build three walls in your heart,
That judas may not sale that for thirty thousand pounds.
And for your sake in no time my head will not lay to the earth.
Give consent to my wish that we will manifest the divine ordinance.