Darkness loom,
Not even an iota of hope,
Though I'm not aware,
Because am engulfed by my wickedness.
Do I need anything like mercy?
I never thought of such,
But yet he lingered and kept whispering,
"Son, my mercy is available"
Like a young girl whose heart was broken,
He was sad because I kept on refusing him,
But yet he kept on saying,
"Dear son, my mercy is available"
Even though, I made him sad over and over again,
Yet am under his surveillance,
How could I repay your kindness?
Because sacrifice, you do not require.
To the love of my life, I write,
I always will thank you for loving me,
And that you didn't give up on me,
Accept my gratitude.
#òtáìbáyòmí
Abayomi Adeoye
