Mixed Reactions

Time has always not been on our side

It has always separated us

Leaving our everlasting bond to rot in hell I would say

Especially when the other profession calls.

If time can be rewind, pause or mute,

It will be my pleasure to stop it

But…

Your memories flashes me

Projecting the mixed reactions we’ve gone through

The love?

The hate?

I will prefer to rant the sweetest part

The part which causes traffic on social media.

Tell them we are taken

Tell them they had the opportunity

Yet wasted it.

Tell them to back off for the bond is concrete.

Tell them how much we love and understand each other.

Our bond has always been a divine built

Accelerating us to higher heights.
If we no get money wey tin we gain?

Allow them to hover around us

For that is what success is all about

Money attracts and poverty has always repel
Let me tow you on my bicycle

And let’s show them our love is beyond our broken pockets.

If money is the problem, we will soon solve it

But how soon is what they say.

Tell them it’s a foundation

It should be solid as our love.

Tell them we now tour places just because of our talents.
As mum and dad watches you overseas

So will I always cling you to them

To take the best of care for me

For my other profession is calling.

Tell mummy how much I love her

Tell daddy it will be my pleasure to

Speak with him

Maybe not now, some other time.

It has always been hard to say this but

GOOD BYE!
©Chairman-Writes