Am I Still The Man? Poem by Ejalonibu Abraham

You said you love me
You told me am an august
And why Christmas in august.
Put me in the deep dam of darkness,
Told me you are walking with me
In the valley of death
full of broken bottles with naked soles.

You told me that
What a snail goes,
It goes with its shell,
When a snake goes,
It goes with a poisonous tongue.
You said the love is tingling
In your heart that never stops
Then, why did you take a french life
And you said am still the man
Now, tell me the truth
Am I still the man?