You will never walk down the aisle
If all your taste must be perfect
Bet me, you wouldn’t, it’s a fact.
Be decisive, subira is patience
But don’t spray off all its dime
On a lovelorn path just to make a rhyme.
Without a verb, love is an empty cage
Locked outside yet birds are not free to fly
But out they sneak to beds, where they wish to lie.
Be decisive, Ndidi is patience
Don’t chase the wind with a paper dime
No one has ever made such a rhyme.
Don’t waste your time
Trying to find or change
The taste of a lime
Or the colour of the Sun
The Golden Rule is:
Be friendly to those who befriends you.