Bashing in the emporium of love
A journey to nowhere I made
The little that could have been my hands saving
How I wasted them in search of that which might never be.
Silly, I felt my soul cried
How could you pain your heart this much?
Wondering in search of a treasure that despises you
As if without her
You will breathe none of another day.
How could you be this na�ve?
When your eyes could see the signs
The very signs that reads the hearts
�I don�t want you wish you would understand�.
�Nsikak Andrew, 18th March, 2008