by Mervis Ifeoma Emelife | |
Published on: Jul 7, 2007 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
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It all started like a dream, When I thought I was a hero Only to wake up and realize that I was a total zero At first, it was all fun really on the run We all were going to have fun, all except the nuns. Felt I was a lucky chap But it turned out to be the worst mishap I had to wear like a cap Then I began to make people scream I thought it was no evil, Even when I gave my soul to the devil Then the bubbles burst And bearing the consequences became a must Oh, had I known, I would not have given in to Cultism I wish I had faced my books, Now there’s no way off the hook But I know for sure that never again will I get into such mess Yes, never again will I give in to cultism Just a night was all it took To get me off my hook The devil asked me for a chance And I gave my life without a backward glance Now I am pierced with a lance And I hope I’d get a second chance To say no to Cultism To run away from Cultism If I ever get that chance I promise that never again Will I be tempted or cajoled Into that Devil called Cultism « return. |