by Mervis Ifeoma Emelife
Published on: Jul 7, 2007
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Type: Poetry


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





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