The Crown Poem by Olorode Olorunleke

Daily,
Our hearts bleed
As to what life is dared to make of us
What sin have we committed?

Or could there be a sacrifice which needs
To be made and has not been?
In all its fullest we found love
With purity of heart, we tend to so live

Going to and fro
Our lives have been made to grow
Yet in their words we've done nothing
Except the reasonable ones
Are not so naughty
Cause they're the virtuous

Expected to rule our world
They're our gold in reality
Humility is their watch
While humiliation is behind them
Cos they're the real sense of gem

Hey!
Hope you are grasping my word
All hail you the crown on every head

The Adam of all generations
And the pillar of all homes
What could have been our sin
That no songs of praise are said in our honor?

Except when we've gone to the great home
Not that we're not entitled to stay long
But the stress of life kills our lung
How awful is it!

That after all these
There comes the news of illegitimacyof the family seeds
But in their humor
It's tide to inability to satisfy

My bestie in guise they declared
Of him that cultivate their farms
Could this have been the best reason for infidelity
No, it's strongly dissatisfied

Marriage honorable in all bed undefiled
Marriage honorable in all bed undefiled
It's awful that our teens have failed on this
As they eat fornication more than food

That at the end the good man in marriage is made a novice
What then is the essence of marriage
If it's not being enjoyed but endured
Understanding and honesty are the essence of marriage

This elates my heart when one is seen.
But wait
When will our stress be appreciated
Like that of women by all
We hope it's now
Then we'll have no choice but to feel great

Men are the pillars
Men are the Rock
We're the foundation
That none can ignore.