Your Past Is No Delight! Poem by Bakare Oluwagbenga Michael

He walks on the rug of pride;
Taking home lust for a bride;
He cruises the town with greed as ride;
He knows not to think out wide.

She seems to be the talk of the town;
Taking on men beneath her gown;
She thinks her acts deserve a crown;
She's not awared her pride is drown.

Get off your box and see the light;
Climb over the wall with all your might;
Take off your veil and marvel the sight;
Then you'll know your past is no delight...