To Be Fool & Be Fooled

In my nefarious days of immaturity

The genuses I've encountered are unlike

As young as I am, so naive & unwary

Others are borne adeptly to break me


I've met a not so opulent tiger

My acquaintances want me to hit him

So I yield into the bait of horror

In his crib there my sorrow exploded


Further I've met an appealing puppy

The sweetest thing I've seen in my life

He's always on guard of protecting me

But sadly he disappeared like bubbles


So I just stick around to my childhood fox

The young fling that don't mean a thing to me

In his arms I've done unsavory things

And he's like sting poky killing my soul


Again I've met this crookedly lion
In his alluring words I was captivated
As gullible I am, fell into him

Now I reap in woe for he can't love me


In the fool's gold I remorse for slipping

Surely they don't brought me joy but heartaches

As my life continue I've ascertain

That only my Saviour warm fuzziest me

Authors note: The story of my foolishness towards guys. Now I am convicted to wait for the man whom God prepared for me.