Her honeymoon was about to end.
Only in her thought.
Her husband was lying soundly
next to her.
She was reading a new novel
by a new female author
whose name either she or I
Her family was happy to let her
They were tired of her bringing
a man after the other home.
They failed to realise that it runs
in the family.
Not bad luck, dammit!
But, how they don’t know
when to reach out to a good
She had seen fellow family members
fail to ;
strike it rich.
And told herself she was going to be
She realised while on honeymoon
that her man isn’t what she had expected.
He had his eyes set on Hotel staff from
the day they set their feet there to a day
prior to them returning to their neighbourhood
She looked at her friend’s contact picture and
spoke to it;
When I grow up I want to be like you.
It didn’t respond and she began cursing herself,
and thinking about;
her unfortunate, youthful expeditions.
When she made a love scene with a man
called A on top of their teacher’s desk.
I was there as well and besides being on the
right side of God,
I couldn’t keep my eyes of her.
Back then all I wanted to do was read and
play a five-a-side football expedition.
Now, I don’t know why she walked off her man.
Maybe it could do with her wild ways of youth.
It’s not my place to judge especially when I
myself can’t keep from swearing and a litany
of all other sins which engulfs my spirit
and torture my soul every given day.
However, I can’t keep from telling you how
disappointed I’m when I read about how she
got off hers and her man’s honeymoon bed
and jumped off a Hotel’s window as her way
of getting back at her flirtatious man.
He’s always been like that.
How she thought she’ll be able to change her
is a story for another day.
What the hell was she doing on a daily’s front page?
her friends ask me like I was hers when we were
They forget that it wasn’t her man or I on a daily’s
front page seeking to make a headline out of nothing.
She isn’t a celebrity so it’s clear that she had an aim
to tarnish a name of her man and or,
names other people close to her.
Would you like to know why her story is affecting me?
She’s a person I grew up looking at because without
doubt she’s an eye-feast.
She can make you lose faith in God by just looking at
She’s the type that makes men think that she maybe
fell from the sky.
I don’t know what to say or think but,
I know her man wherever he is,
Is devastated and would like her to come back home.