Wednesday, November 19, 2014

It’s Over

when we met you told me lies:
you said you loved me and I was
the only one in your life and I
believed you and trusted you

you pretended you shared my sorrows
when my tears were flowing like a river
now I know it was all just a game
to make me believe you have the latest kiss

I was a fool to trust in everything you said
that you were an angel spreading your love
but now your words cut like a dagger
you wanted me to take care of your needs

it doesn’t take long to catch a thief in its own game
‘cos a dead yam-leaf falls off by itself into the dust
and we don’t burn a thief’s house; we comb it
I’m glad you found a new pawpaw-twig to swing on

this morn I learned of what you told my friends
my tears and sorrows are not part of your dreams
all you wanted was me to take care of your needs
so, our love was just an ATM machine

glad to know you obviously never cared
but that doesn't matter anymore
glad you found someone at my backyard
but it won’t take long for the world to know you

the lid you found this morn is for the bowl you hated
the elders say, there’s a reason mother hen in on the market
now I know you thought grass is greener on the other side
well, I’m just too glad you had to go and we shut the door


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