He had no idea what to do or where to go,
How to have fun he did not know...
So with a tired hand he sunk deep into his pocket
In his heart there was a yearning; a burning lust that would soon get sorted.
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A favorite site he hasn't visited for so long...
The images are nude;The videos trigger a certain mood...
He sighs with his hands in a licentious song.
His mind is riddled with graphic pictures; his poor young soul lost in deep dark niches where love is twisted at first sight; and sex unspoken in the daylight...
His body ablaze, he throws away his phone in anger
He moves left and right, inside him...a deep hunger
On his knees, Antoh pleads for mercy.
Inside him now ,guilt, and a filth that drives him crazy...
His actions are still vivid...
He regrets what he just did.
In a day and age where sex sells more that basic commodities,
I mourn, not with pleasure but displeasure,
For it's a pity how it has become just another of our luxuries.
From the matatus sighing with pleasure,
to our sexy news anchors...clad in body hugging,above knee minis... reporting to our teens how husbands hack their wives to death because of infidelity,...
In hollywood, plastic surgeons earn most
They turn actors to ghosts
Not for the screen, but to show the world how they are lost.
Dead to the World that is wonderfully;beautifully made...
Africans are turning white as Whites are tanning dark
I fail to see the beauty lost in the black
The deep dark valley of Idolatry...
Where socialites earn with a selfie.... Self worship not appreciation.
Where sexy,nude ''perfect'' pics are ones identity...
The deep dark valley of Idolatry...
How do we help save Antoh...???????????...
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