Wata Bakuwa Poem by Chukwuebuka Adebayo

I remember his eyes were banana yellow,
With moonlighting purple or something;
He fell in love with the dilect I spoke so
Loved folks from the north and their things
Their cultures and their delicacies.

I think it's the saddest and sweetest ever
And I prayed everyday for us to both lived
It's been years but still hurts forever;
With these bottles of beer, I had survived,
And I'll keep tearing this pack of cigars down.

Well, He grabbed me but we were splitted apart
I do come here to tell his memories as joke
To scare away worries and tears that hits my heart;
Wait, I'll get drunk soon with a pinch of my coke


For never i cherished all of our moments
People says I've got a disease in my lung;
Do I care if they laugh my mess and dents?
Or how would i say to them they're wrong? .

Though I'll be fourty in the coming year
But you're still little, I can call you a boy
Why not look for a lady of your age, dear?
It's late for me to give any guest a joy
Or another glass of water.


I said girls are to busy to love like you, why?
they only bury their heads in their phone
But there's still beauty and smile in your eye
See not I'm too old to clean up the home
And I can't heat a man up again.


For I've used up all my loves, tears and pain
I am just empty inside like a trashed can;
Too broken to trust someone else again;
Too scared to lost my last hope for any man
Boy, be calm to find the half that make you whole.