This Is His Message

You are pixels from the image I wear-
Tour my mall within stipulated time;
Be careful of things you buy, else my spear,
Remember, you’ll justify every dime.

Don’t ‘brexit’ my teachings, it’s a May card,
Be your own Lampard, don’t stop to be frank.
Four prophets, four books, read, don’t be retard,
Your choice to chose, I’ve offered you a blank.

Love is the religion I sent to man.
Succubus then gave them ‘proudness’ of tongue,
Deceit and sky-clad lead to kingdom’s ban
To exile, to conquer he who lead wrong.

Now blood shedding is an envied glory,
And bigotry rewrote his own story.

Tomide Abdul