Hunted Heat Poem by ademola oluwabusayo

hunted heart
Am a hunk man looking for something
Have feel alot of hurdle in my way
Have passes alot of way with hurricane
I move and move hurtle like a tortoise

The sun have have pay me a visit,
It could apper little and little
It could visit my windows and pass through my cottons
He could tell me my future look bright

I could put on my helmet and go for hunt
My hunted heart in the breeze
The breeze could blow away@first
The breeze we pay me a visit with pain

Hmm the sun is over my yard arm
Under the sun of been hurnting by are feelings
When could she rides again to me
I could blow down in the house of rimmon

I could believe are kept my heart in box of birds
She has become a hemlock in my life
Have been hunted by her feelings
When could she bring the herb to cure me

I could looked her like a hibiscus
I could feel are morning stars
With are red lips causing me problem
Have are become a hideous man