A Common Man's Sonnet.

A Common Man's Sonnet

   I read the rhyming couplets of the poet
   By profession, repute branded the Bard
   I cannot for my precious life tell you
   Why a man so schooled in life, well read
   Fraid tell im oman "Gal me want you bad"
   From time cock get up crow me mind 'pon you
   Darling, possessed, I think 'bout you in dread
   'till sun reach zenith then sink in sea cays
   From behind high cloud the moon shine 'pen you
   Naked, exposed for me to peep and pray
   Forgiveness. No. To myself I'll be true
   Each night me goads in pain I clutch, foreplay
   Mounted, strident. I fucked you in my dreams
   What joy! Ecstasy! Gal com live inch dreams