Slave to sex

The virginity of my innocence has been broken
Sapped, I’m left with no token
I have been glorified with shame
And left to wear a dirty linen of blame
Let the world fast on my behalf
For my chastity has been reduced to half
Let the heavenly host prepare for war
To free me from the shackles of sexual bondage
My symbol of sex has been glued to a flaw
That I sleep around without gage
I was festooned with divine potentials
Filled with the aura of amazing grace
Now, I’m filled with immoral credentials
Only the grace of God can redeem my face.
Obinwanne Barry Seaman, © 2007. All Rights Reserved.