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Virgin Liberty

She loved me
when everything I had
was for taking
Coming, she winked
when I knew not her sort

My coast blooming
Her eyes running wide
I was blind
and her treachery eluded me
and I ran into her clasp and there
felt warmth never before experienced

The beginning of my misery
I gave my all
Days passed and I gradually got to know
I have loved wrong
Divorce I sought but it had to be bought
with flesh and blood

The many that fell in the chase of the spouse
An honour due them in my house
Sons and daughters of the home torn apart
Sins of the fathers,
the agonies of the now,
the reason why we bow

But where we stand is fresh
as the milk of a cow
fed on dark rooted beets
untapped, the bursting of the teats
Passers-by’s interest, the duping of the native,
But to save him is our prerogative.

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About the Author

Region, Country: Africa/Ghana/Kumasi, GHA

Favorite Poets: Oswald Mtshali, John Donne, Lord Byron

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hugo la rosa

hugo la rosa

16 years 6 months ago

Jabuu:

This is an excellent poem, with an excellent message. It is inmersed in a rare lyricism, not precisely found in all poets and poems. Your writing is special, and it even has a particular voice from the place you are writing. Great poem! Sincerely, Hugo
jabuu

jabuu

16 years 6 months ago

Dear Hugo

i am a young writer hoping to be in my very best of elements and kind words from you boost my moral.
Candlewitch

Candlewitch

16 years 6 months ago

hello

This poem is very intense with the feelings that accompany loss and heart ache. Do I detect a touch of humiliation due to the naivete of being fooled by a "wrong love?" This poem has both heart and soul. Always, Cat
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adjei agyei-baah

16 years 6 months ago

Hi Jab,

A woman gives man three “Ps”: Power, pleasure and pain. Its unfortunate you had the last one.Hope you find love anew, this time the right one and not the wrong again.For a twice broken man is hard to redeem.Better luck next time1
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adjei agyei-baah

16 years 2 months ago

My all time favorite

When a poem is nice It is wise To read it twicw 'cos one cannot sufeice And twice Will get you hypnotize This is poem of yours has been my al time favorite and I am greatly moved by the line: "The many that fell in the chase of the spouse An honour due them in my house"
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adjei agyei-baah

16 years 2 months ago

My all time favorite

When a poem is nice It is wise To read it twice 'cos one cannot suffice And twice Will get you hypnotize This is poem of yours has been my all time favorite and I am greatly moved by the line: "The many that fell in the chase of the spouse An honour due them in my house" This is a powerful by all standards. Thanks for sharing