Season Greetings

Hello,
It’s been a really long time. My exams are coming up and there are so many other things screaming and requesting for my attention.
I’d like to thank God for this great opportunity he has given to you and I to see this day.
I really appreciate all my readers, followers and every other person that made 2014 a great year for http://www.labakeblogs.wordpress.com . This year is one important year than any other year. The blog became fully active, I had more followers and readers. Your supports gave me encouragement and inspiration. Knowing that you someone is out there waiting to read my poems, articles and essays really made me a better person. I love you so much.
   2015 will be a better year for us all. I have so many plans for this blog and with your supports, I know I can do it. Don’t forget to tell a friend to inform a friend about http://www.labakeblogs.wordpress.com . Share the link every where you go. To all my readers all over the world, I appreciate you.

Oyekan Oluwaseun O

I WAS TOLD OF A WOMAN

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I was told of a woman
A very distinct woman
‘Fresh like morning dew’,they said
As pious as a pope
This woman they said had values

I was told of a woman
Contrast to the one I know
She existed a long time ago
Before she was supplanted.

I was told of a woman
Whose beauty was smashing
Her beauty they said was about how much she covered
When she talks wise heads turn
Just to hear her speak

This woman however seem not to exist
As I have searched for her
Across seven mountains and valleys
The only woman I see
Is a woman whose beauty
Lies in how much she exposes
Only wanton and lustful heads turn when she talks
The heads of the wise only shake in pity.

I asked if this was the same woman
The very one I was told of
But the elders seem to disagree among themselves
Some said that woman was dead
Some said she never existed
A few said she was supplanted
I became more confused

A very quiet elder
Seeing my confusion called me
He told that the woman I was told of
Is also the one I know
He explained to me
How she became gullible
Got carried away by aliens
And shed all her virtues
Just to take up new vices.

I bowed my head in sorrow
And wept for the woman
The foolishness of the woman
The woman I was told of.

Oyekan Oluwaseun O