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.