I remember the day I contacted you,
When you wake-up my heart
With a tamers sincerity and generous humane;
You coloured my world with advice, courage,
Caring ‘truly’ and never failed….
But today, you have made the king lose his sleep,
Because you’re not there again to be honoured,
Because you’re like the computer,
When I logged-in you formatted my life
And exposed me to other data to click.
Does nature actually cares for me?
Why has it always made me cry than smile?
Why do I always borrow than lend?
Why do I always follow than to be followed?
I had thought it’s time to ‘win’ nature,
But yet nature is still proud with the trophy.
Is there anyone who can cheat nature?
You may not thank me to hear that I VALUE you.
Value means something held in high-esteem,
Because you’ve touched my heart and life
And I cannot imagine not thinking about you.
You’re worthy of my thoughts.
Because of your simplicity,
It threatens to miss you.
Because missing you helps
To incur hypertension (HBP).
There could be wars in Iraq,
There could be wars in Iran,
There could be wars in Afghanistan,
There could be wars in America,
But the war in my heart now is awry
Than all those wars because life
Shortens when person like you
Is left unremembered.
Why not nail me with your hands
Than giving memories the temerity
To send me to the cemetery soon
Where no one would know
That I died carrying you in my heart?
Copyright 2006 Odimegwu Prince Onwumere
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