It's not the 'itch' that drives my hand to write
nor plenty ink which lowers my pen to paper height
It's the flame of cause, of a course i curse
Of course, my cause, my 'cross' and yours too..probably
I still hear her 'no', it echoes...
and no, i won't describe the sound it makes
even that hurts.
Though closer are we than sleep is to death
She still won't marry me
..and love is supposed to be 'all things?'
She's from the 'Clapping' clan and i; of the 'Bowing' band
Mine's the 'Crescent', Her's the 'Cross'
Though, together we bear it
Our fate(s) has been double-'crossed'
not just ours, yours truly too
but some will pretend they can't see the truth
Were these rules for us?, or for 'Titus?'
I can see 'Phillippians', 'Ephesians', 'Galatians' but no 'Africans!'
Where exactly is the 'Writ' that 'Crescent' and 'Cross' should not mate?
I know i soon will be advised to keep silent and hold my faith
lest i be condemned to 'Hades' fate
Yet, had 'Galileo' kept his mouth...
The 'Cross' would still have us believe the 'Earth' is flat
'Crescent' and 'Cross' will claim they serve a 'God'
So, is it 'incest' when 'sons' and 'daughters' of the same 'God' marry?
Before now, it was from whence you came..
'yanmiri' against 'gambari'
Now, it's what you claim
'Crescent' or 'Cross'
'People of the night's shade!' is it the 'Cross/Crescent's' curse or ours?
What divides us surely can't unite us..
The 'Cross' obviously divided itself (+) further divides us
and the 'Crescent' looks on, indifferent to 'chaos'
Oh! that I were 'Sango's' and She were 'Osun's'...
Then, we could be together..having many happily ever afters.