Dipo Tepede

AUTHOR: OSAGIE AIMENOHO

Dedicated to those of us whose hearts are breaking 

Stepping into the 8 ‘O clock Train

Nostalgia gradually arrested

My Subconscious

You never liked the Train

Said your Papa ran off in one

When you were barely five

Couldn’t figure you out, could I?

Especially given the circumstances in which we met

You were being mugged

And I was the assailant!

Call it a streak of fate, but,

When my eyes locked onto yours,

I was reborn!

Cupid obviously shot three arrows not one

I was truly, madly, deeply into you

Now I loiter, loathing the very day

Your voodoo eyes bewitched mine

Hmmm, some paradox

Fancy you calling my Mum, diabolical

Claptrap!

In retrospect, you’re a Runaway Train

You puffed and chuchu’d through my world

And like your Papa,

I pray you never come back.

 

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