TILL DEATH DO US PART
My heart could not loose sight of your shadow, for I see love in the image of your being.
Then I choose to console my flesh by placing my feeble lips on your skin.
But do you think this tradition will allowed you to make up my bed?
My love for you is greater than the moon
Finer than rubies and priceless like you
But this tradition is seen
To be the enemy we called brother.
I could remember in days of yore when my eyes blinked at your beauty,
Your shadow could not stop passing the corridor of my gaze.
I became blind to the reality of my world but a seer to your planet earth.
In the middle of this river, I am feeling loved;
The love of love
Promise me that your beauty only belongs to me,
That no man will have access to my paradise
But I am seeing this tradition a barricade to the future foretold.
I’m not rich to buy a haven where I can safeguard the image of your love, but trust me, my heart can shelter us.
If only we can be blind to the sacred traditions of our nightmares.
My kinsmen are threatening me,
Can we elope to far away land?
For Love is invincible and it is resting in my heart for you;
I can’t afford to lose you my love..
We can run away, passing through Igbani river;
But promise me never to let the traditions of our kinsmen be brought to the table of our love, for my heart will not forgive such a sin.
This archaic tradition will not be a chain on our neck;
With love we can break tradition.
I hope you will turn my house into a home and make me father of thousand children;
May our gods keep their eyes on this unconditional love…
You asked why my veins are vibrating;
Yes, they are responding to my heartbeat…
It seems you are afraid of the ambush of our kinsmen…
With your smiles, we will defeat thousands of their traditions, and build homes for the unborn progenies.
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