In the twilight of the black,dark night

Motionless air hugs the black kingdom

Through the casement from my window

Behold a strange woman, with flattering lips


Dashing to, fro seeking whom to devour

Alas! Behold a young man

Void of wisdom, knowledge devoid

Looking lustily, eyes creasing, Coward!


Oh! She caught him, just by his crown

Kissed him, whispering vanity; vain talk

An impudent face, a fair speech, a rotten mind

An ox led to the slaughter


Just in the solace of there love and heat

Then a dart struck through his heart

Vain words, heresies, lies, struck deeper

Hearken thou young, incline not thy heart to lies.


©akomolafe rebecca