ISAAC poem by Simpa Omoluabi

Eye-sick the one blind took the birthright

Of the just and gave it to the fraudster

Blindly Isaac that’s eye-sick

Eating poisoned meat took the just man’s right  

And gave that who fed him a poisoned feast

Pretending he’s that hairy as a beast.

It’s said the just sold his right for pottage

This part of the tale took place in some realm

In that crafty realm that appears like a dream

The fraud ran afraid to face his visage

Having done all he could in fraud handiwork

To steal the copyright of the hard work  

Of the just whom later all did forgive.

Hey you, the beast is come, gone and does live

Copyright © ISAAC by Simpa Omoluabi