Hbk Poem by Onome Akpotayobor

He will be mighty again as soon as he learns to love once more. But it's like starring into a void of uncertainty because he only trusts himself. It's hard to see past his short temper and he is never off guard. He lost all his good morals and virtue at the wake of its heart, for he had a glass heart and was plundered off all its gold. He is a lone wolf now with claws of a sabre, cutting through the toughest of hide in a vile sadistic manner, leaving the victims to bleed to their own death. Yet the hammer that shatters glass also forges steel, so I love you all the same. Heaven has a plan for us all, you will be mighty again.