You confirmed the existence of
God when you met him
He was sugar in its entirety
And you tried to savor the
taste
He was perfect and you knew it
Then that moment in June
After you made the maths
Late hours at work multiplied
by a female secretary
You concluded, adultery
Nagging took the fore
Sugar not so sugar anymore
The fear of wife took comfort
of home
Where he went wrong he couldn't decipher
In the hands of beer find him
succor
Another woman just found sugar
She nurtures him and prays to
stay
Maybe so, as he finds comfort
Then you wail,
‘They have stolen from me!’
Possession just passed but
do not say, Stolen.
OMG!! I loved this. My absolute favorite so far. I loves the thing you did with simple relationship arithmetic. Lol "late hours at work multipled by female secretery = adultery!!!
ReplyDeleteComing from you, Peace Otebele, that's worth a great deal. Thank you so much.
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