You were a womaniser
Who worshipped women
Thighs
They drove you to be confused
So you can be lost
And be able to know what you
Want in your life
You don’t know what is
Love
All you know is intimacy
People at the corner
Of the world
Spread hearsay
That a teenager, adult, granny
You don’t choose
They are all the same to you
You saw them as
Eve in the garden
Who picked an apple from a tree
To deceive adam
Because of lies, she heard
From a manipulative snake
Your tongue had hidden thorns
That you smoothed
When you praised them in
The bedroom
Their thighs were like a
Church that you worshipped
In them
You blinded them by non
Existence love
Only to satisfy your own
Selfish needs
You promised them forbidden
Marriage and lust promises
To snare them in your chain
Oh poor women who
Were doomed by fake
Love to be wise
To realise that you played
Then, they became fond of you
With faith that indeed
They found authentic love
Not knowing it was
Only lust romance
To quench your thirst
When one was not next
To you
You became unfaithful
And brought another partner
You scattered your fake
Love to different women
Only to destroy and break
Their heart
People at the corner
Spread hearsay that
Soon everything will end in tears
You will catch a chronic disease.