DUET ' CLEAN A DIRTY BED '

ZENITH:

My son, keep my words,

and reject not the counsel of thy mother.

beware of strangers.

Keep thy foot off her track,

lest ye fall into her trap.

Forget not thy Lord's precepts,

write them on the table of thy heart,

guild thy heart,

refrain it from evil thoughts.

Though she's beautiful and pretty,

in-between her laps is a bottomless pit.

Guild thy eyes,

behold not her nakedness within thy heart,

Keep my words with all diligence,

tie thy mother's instructions on thy neck.

Lest it fell.

Follow not the world

nor heed to her words,

she's a devil in a white garment.

AJAKAYE:

Naked huntress, can you vouch a pledge?

Glinting with her eyes and signaling as a worthless watch

with her pierced nose,

have you hung discipline on the blue office shirt

you pulled off at home? 

Lying at the moon's time, 

the mouse tongue of an adulterer.

What a punishment that cannot be bergained,

hold the paddle of faithfulness 

or get sunk in Gomer's infidelities.

No... Confused son of thirsty throat !

Her price is a spoon of soared milk,

the ripe jealousy of the 'Right Bed'(wife) is ceaseless

as the chase of fortune.

Passion is a skeleton only one do understands,

too many Kings burn the palace.

Set ablaze hopes of gallivanting thighs 

in the mountain of sneaking ropes to climb.

A master key bows to a lock of integrity,

oh damn you world of adultery !

AJAKAYE RASHIDAT OLAMIDAYO.

STRIDA_ Striking Ideas.