Ladies choice:More than a poem

Ladies choice:More than just a poem. 

Looking deeply into her eyes, all I see is her past
She has been greatly pierced by the darts
It is ringing on her head like an act
She felt like picking up the axe
At least if been laid to bed will relieve her of the fact
The knife by her side was looking so beautiful to her like her pant
Looking at herself, she smells like a fart
Taking her thought aback
The future look so unreal like an art
After hearing her by the pen
I brood over those words like a hen
Lost in the thought of her scent
Compared to her feeling of not worthing a cent
For once I felt like a saint
Tried to give her the picture of her that I know paint
She cried and said
Do you think I can still be sent?
I said, sure! Mary wasn't a saint
But Jesus made her fit enough to be sent
She looked  into my eyes and said how did you come this far?
I said it is because I have learnt to think forward
Moving upward, and not minding the awkward
People will remind you of many things to keep you backward
But you must be determined to push onward
Today is not too late to start
For if you believe you can still be a star
I don't care how long you have falling apart
You can gather everything and make a pact
But in this you must fufil your part
By making sure you look beyond your scars
Deal with the thought of your past
By letting the vision of the future resound
On your head like a track
Clearly written and handy like a tract
Move with it becoming so deaf to the ringtones of your past!!!!
Written by SALIU N. OLUWASEGUN
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