She speaks of love
But lust you hear.
A beautiful liar
She burns like fire,
Rest she won’t
Until your heart she has.
Your angel she’ll be
But her slave you are.
All she does
Will take you higher,
Her love you feel
But she’s a liar.
Like a serpent, she preys,
Her kisses like venom,
With each kiss
Your grave nears.
Each day,
You love her more,
Your heart you give,
She will leave you high and dry.
By your casket, she’ll stand
Another man bites the dust.
By E. Alubaka Asher
“Men have power over women but women have influence over men”
“An excellent wife who can find, she’s far more precious than jewels. The heart of her husband trusts in her and he will never lack of gain….” Proverbs 31 : 10 – 31.
