Best Poem of Ordia Michael

Tale Of A Whore
You felt like a king with a significant crown
Because she loved you enough to draw her pants down
You glowed with pride after the last round
Then you became a beast with a hard frown.
You call her a whore because she was cheap
She gave you all, love was the tip
She made you hard from bottom to tip
Now . . .
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Where Great Men Walked
Through the darkness
Through the dancing flame
When faith was madness
In this drenching rain
When failure seemed supreme
And mocking faces orbit
When hope seemed unreal
With things hardwork vomit.
This is where great men walked.

Through trials and many attempts
Through hardwork . . .
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