The Oratorio

Alchemist Art and Act of Creating Synergy of The Fundamental Axiom. Beatific Tapestry of Consciousness Evolution.


There won’t be a downpour
I smell your hate like…

here won’t be a downpour
I smell your hate like repugnant odour
Found a rupture while looking for rapture
Pull off the hinges let myself out the door
This wild cat even if wounded, defies capture

There won’t be a downpour
Always a creditor, can’t make me a debtor
Straight line to my heart, I don’t allow detour

Cup full and half, never the less, Always the more
Settling for mediocrity, I’ve long put on censor

There won’t be a downpour
Of amorous dealings, I am the curator
Marriage at first sight, sleeker than average suitor
High definition commitment like Duronic projector
Of what is love and not, I am the chief inspector

There won’t be a downpour
My heart is configured as a lie detector
Integrity preside in its court as a juror
My conscience is the incorruptible supervisor
Ever being attentive to judiciously give in even measure

Of positive vibe, I am the chief vendor
Mindful of your diatribe lurking in the corridor
Walk through your raincloud of mudslinging overture
With all its thunder and lightning terror
Since I am situated in divine nature
There won’t be a downpour
Of your rain wishing my downfall to occur
Of that I am blessed assure

Author~ abiodun durojaye

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