Where is my love, my princess, my pride?
Long have I, her smile been denied.
When shall I have her breathe on me again?
For I'm heavy of strife, grieve and pain.
I and my love were together in the cave,
when the storm came in company of the wave.
We fought furiously against the sullen storm,
and soon, our abode was without its form.
The wild waters came and took my love away,
when the winds came and led me astray.
So I lonely wandered on an island,
that gave no regards to a man or his garland.
And I was deserted, and fed on pain and fury,
as my heart grew cold in lost and penury.
And I wallowed in regrets and tears,
for leaving my love in the hands of worrisome fears.
Forgive my foolishness, my love, my queen
for I've learnt too much in life's waste-bin;
That when a man finds his better-half,
it's all a death wish, seeking and extra-half.
So, I'm back, strong in faith and focus
for I've relished enough of my mucus.
I've built us a new cave,
free from the storm and the wild wave.
David O. Olusanya
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