Praises
It is now time I sing praises
I sing not for long lost love
And her warm cold embraces
Neither do I sing for days that
are sad
But I think of you with love
That are now far from my heart.
Have I been a renegade to love?
Said I wouldn't anymore fall in love
But yet amour, and yet more amour
I would stoop and fall in love.
Lord pleas make right my song
This song I sing is not for love
That are lost.
But this song of mine is wrong.
Please do not sing it to your lover
For they would cry, and leave you
bitter.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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