I Want You Back Poem by Raimi Babatunde

I am sick and tired
You've got to choose one
How can it replace me? Never!
I left several suitors for you
You travelled several miles
Your people tagged along
With loads of gifts and accessories
So, how did we get here?

This is totally unacceptable
He is very religious and faithful
He sends for his family
Beautiful house and cars
I am not materialistic
I have needs too
That was why I married you
Not as my ATM, but my soulmate

You can't be committed to her
And yet committed to me
You have only one alternative
Choose between me and your second wife
I can't believe you prostrated
Your friends followed suit
Yet, to you I am a piece of trash
I don't care anymore

You love your devices
And gave them my place
You sleep and wake up with them
Intertwined with your nerves
You can't do without them
Heavily passworded and finger-printed
You now have the devil's alternative
It's either me or your second wife

This is unacceptable
You either divorce your gadgets
And give me my time
You have suddenly become nomophobic
It is a special disease
For those addicted to gadgets
I love you Baby
I want you back, please!