Adultery
Felix Oyintonbra Brambaifa
The claim of loyalty has run sour
Like soup tainted the night before
The act was at this very hour
An immoral deed without cure
His request met no resistance
For her lust was without limit
It was a tryst by compliance
Her loyalty, feebled that very minute
How sudden the fall of friendship
When lust overpowers common sense
And inflict on trust a terrible hardship
One, at once both rigid and tense
A friend to a distanced husband
Now a defaulter of morals and tradition
With a wife, a curse unto the land
This hut, now a ground for abomination
Though the act in secrecy retained
Nothing is forever outside of time
Time shall unveil all truths detained
Then even the darkest guilt will shine
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