Murder
at the Truth mansion
The suspect is at large
The killer lives,
in my heart.
Night time...
I walk this path again
in pursuit of
these foot prints of blood
In circle, I wander
this path keeps leading
back to me.
Crestfallen,
to Heaven I pry
for what wrong I've done
An angry face
falls back from 'yond
The place I once knew there
is gone.
By Adewale Samuel
