I love how the music started!
But I hate the way it was directed!
She called herself Love
But was far from a dove
She stole my coat of many colours
About us, many spread rumours
Others asked my neighbours
About the history of my labours
Her attention went to the pocket
There, her eyes nearly fell off their socket
Fans asked if she was an Igbo girl
‘cause Mwaghavul girls lack that swirl
I was thrown down in a pit
And thought about calling a split
She had the heart of stone
Making my heart to stand alone
I was so hopeless
Like a child, fatherless
I thought it was the end
Because we couldn’t blend
Arriving at Cricket Music Studio
I first produced an audio
Repeatedly played it on radio
And got ready for the video
Love love love was just the music
It became the promised son, Isaac
To it, many came to bow
She, too, shouted, 'wow’!
With the heart of a baby
I forgave the lady
Like the Cross forgives me daily
Despite her Judas’ kisses lately
Fans
Friends
Achievers
Listeners
It costs so much to revenge
But it costs nothing to forgive
We prosper not when we avenge
But we prosper more when we forgive
Love music forgives
Love music edifies
Love? Everybody wants
Ndigis Henry cares.
ABOUT THE POET
Ndigis Henry is a renowned Nigerian poet, teacher, polyglot and gospel singer. He was born and brought up in Plateau State. He is the writer and singer of a music album titled, ‘’My Teachers,’’ released in 2016.
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