The computer created a misunderstanding
When we met online and were chatting.
I was seeing what she was typing
But I couldn’t type from here: PC hung.
She thought it’s my making
Not to even say ‘bye’ and go like that.
She was annoyed, profusely annoyed
And didn’t want me, my chatting or my writing
to her again.
I cried. I groaned. I mourned
Because I cannot imagine ignoring her
Who’ve been kind, keen & caring to me,
Whom I have sold my soul to!
Then I resolute to prayers;
Yes, I prayed, I prayed and I prayed
Having hearkened to her strict warning:
“Do not write me again, leave me alone,
I don not even know you……….”
That almighty God should allow
her mind for my explanation.
And she allowed my explanation, and replied:
“Hello… I am sorry for my rudeness”.
When I read that
I cried that it’s not ‘rudeness’
But one of the steps to maturity,
Because everyday we meet
We learn one or two things.
And instead of “Hello…
I am sorry for my rudeness”
It ought to be “Hello…
I am strong for my readiness”
to learn.
Though her response
Is one of the reasons I say
I love her she is contrite hearted!
Life is a teacher for foes and friends.
Copyright 2006 prince Odimegwu Onwumere
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