I could remember the day I was ruled by ego,
I told mama "I need to marry",
Mama told me "never to hurry",
For it will happen with no worry.
Waiting patiently for an optimistic advice,
Yet my hope await like statue,
Hoping for a promising love, as prophesied by mother.
Just to find out I wait for my mother's order.
Baba Ko se ti,
A friendly-being with herb,
Gifted it aways onto me, tie with black thread.
At least I got my ego's again
Rule all street like a king!
Ronke my desire of ages,
Approach me in reality which seems like dream,
Smashing it on her abode, as instructed by baba.
It does me good by turning her to moron but not my love,
Does what work on Abeke can't work on Ronke?
Now I know why I was told to be patient by Mama!
*Sir_HighJustice*