My Joy Poem by Olorode Olorunleke

MY JOY

Gently she stopped to enter a cab towards her destination,
And out of consciousness my heart glued to her good looking face.
In a soft voice I greeted her and in the same way she replied with no need for explanation,
This created talks between us with the expectation of graduating to the new phase.

Her beauty is more to be compare to the city of Texas,
Wisdom is her nature and understanding is her being.
To talk of her shape is like turning a wow to a daily song that has been.
Yet that never get beyond her skull to be a vashty,

Humility is her name but when you dare step her toes death is your reward.
Her reward of death is not as our herdsmen and of our government,
For the words that comes from her mouth is enough for suicide mission.
Hear my daily cries that come from a righteous heart,

To make your heart to accept me for an everlasting bliss.
Judge me not with my act or dressing for these I amended but end in vain,
Rather let your judgement be in the truthfulness of my heart.
Hear my prayers rear gem for days count on me daily,

And for my joy to have no end and in this I give you my love.