Breath your temper
Slowly down the fridge
Let your anger
Meet the call of love at first sight
So that your fist
Will be a weapon of protection
For your beloved
Whom you saw that day
And before many ears
Echoed in your voice
Till death do us part
And don’t allow your tongue
The invisible lion
Devour your half better
Whom you vowed to
Before the Altar
For it holds the key to your life
The jungle belongs to the wild
Homes are a foundation of peace
Peace of mind
The mind of love between hearts
Hearts which rest not until
the other is happy and healthy
Healthy enough to make the other
Rest with peace of mind
Don’t let your house
A boxing ring be
Other than that
Your winning belt will be
Walls of the south, north
east and west
And your regretful tears
Will buy for you
Only sorrow from its market
Written by; Edem Fodeka Kusorgbor
Contact phone: 0245857983
