Is it out of curiosity?
Or out of ignorance?
They plunge into an act,
Of unkindness and betrayal.
It tears them out.
We hear them cry.
But how can they be saved.
If the act is just a game.
A game that made them mad,
Of what happens every night.
When you are socked in the act,
There is no restriction or draft.
The game is not sweet.
But it players play it tasty.
So I wander why they still,
Complain to ex-engage.
“Oh Heavens I want to stop
I don’t like it anymore
It’s tearing me apart
Like lost in a jungle”.
They lament and sob.
But who have heard their cries.
Who can liberate them?
From this act of bondage.
It’s sad to see,
Your fellow colleague suffer,
Because of ignorance and curiosity.
How they wished they knew.
So this is a deterrent.
To all that have hopes,
Of engaging in this game.
In which there is no turning back.
