DEAR ABOSEDE
Dear Abosede,
a beautiful woman,
they say is an elephant meat,
only the man
with the sharpest knife
cuts through.
This, they say.
But dear Abosede,
I have no knife,
and I am no hunter of meat.
I have no car
and I not a son of the rich,
but I have dreams to realize,
one of which is to have you,
I only look for your love.
Up north where I came,
Young girls aren't they are here.
Up north where I came,
Young girls don’t judge you
by the size of your knife,
they look at the size of your heart.
Hear me my Abosede,
I don't know what you look like,
I mean your heart desires.
I don't know where you are from,
I mean your parents’ wish.
I don't even know who you are, Abosede,
I mean if you I am your kind of man.
All I want you to know is my heart aches,
oh! My heart aches for you,
Dear Abosede.
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