That Day...

It started as a melodrama
While I was in dilemma
A combat between dream and reality
But I later prostrated to the latter
Didn’t know the direction of the play
But it was heading somewhere
I knew nothing about the script
Was only acting to suite my scheme

Suddenly my spirit melts in fear
My soul was dampened in despair
What’s going on, my mind wandered
I was quiet as I pondered
“Use your buccal cavity”, the Director ordered
“I don’t understand”, was what I uttered
“Open your mouth and say something”
The Director explained further

What can I say now? I asked in introspection
Guess what…?
The first word that came out was “I love you”
Surprise…?
Behold it was you and I on stage
“Love or infatuation”, you asked
“its love, real love”, I simply replied
“Why me?” was yet another question

Didn’t hesitate to offload the lots on my mind…
You’re beautiful to behold
Your intelligence is untold
And your godliness was foretold
That’s what my imagination unfold
On that day…the day
Rivers Niger and Benue came together
Though their sources and colours vary

But they must flow
That’s the rule of the show
Remember, Atlantic Ocean is our destination
Trees must fall
In order to pave way for our flow
Competition before we can glow
You and I have some roles
So as to achieve this goal

4rm emmnats