This is a short story of an impossible love which is neither theirs nor the doctor’s but their blood genotype. He tries to explain the reasons as said by the doctor hoping she would understand.
Doctors’ Report on Our Love
You know that I need you
Like hearts do blood
But…:
Don’t ask me “why the but”
For genotype forbids us
Passion yes do,
But… for our kindred sake
Doctors say;
Let’s make this union fake.
Please buy and stop this fight,
You’re my air, girl, I breathe you
But…:
Stop picking and throwing dishes at me
Just let defiance go
Defend our honor, protect no pride
This good advice I hate too
Doctors say;
Let’s make this union fake.
By Onyeche Vincent Onyeka
© 2011;
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