i was due to talk marriage but,
her stupid uncle got in between us.
I should have not let him,
dumped me but,
called me a week later saying;
He died in hail of bullets–
from a failed hijack attempt.
conflicting words on the streets are that;
He died trying to save his accomplices from–
flying police bullets.
I should just forget about her,
Why should I trust a liar?
Her name ends with CIA
A United States crime intelligence acronym but,
remains my beautiful queen of the nineties.
If it was not for a mysterious incident–
We would still be together.
We were inseparable in high school
Introduced herself to I as PATRICIA,
i will never leave her so long as i live.
I have had a very bad day
My boss gave me no airhole
I care less if I arrive late at work–
Without a care in the world.
perceptive folks never mind their business,
their arguments centre around you.
today i look at grey skies above
Dream of material wealth
magazine pages gracing my beautiful face
reading about half naked fame seekers
Pictures of whistling ladies ogling men
men of God should be protecting sinners–
Not maim them!
should I scream out loud–
in order to win the public’s approval?
Thugs commiting crimes,
Ready to make arrest decisions—
On the spot.
Rants from a picture perfect being;
The result of online abuse,
Acquired personality disorders,
Embedded into her persona through http format.
Writes unkind words on her blog wall,
Express how she feels about me,
Says irate hackers hacked her account,
her gripes make me a prime suspect,
My prerogative is not to make her life exciting.