Modern Day

Worse lies ahead
Seductively eyeing hope
While growing a tree, hanging a rope
If you take her stand, you’d be dead
If you don’t, you’d still fall aside

Woe betide!
Calamity has befallen the bride
To the Pope
Who can now serve us bread
That has never lied?

Hold the truth with a microscope
Before it would spread
Too thin and left an unread
Horoscope.

Victor Oyedele