You,
You’re as immature as you’re whiny
You,
You’re a neat freak as you’re insecure
You,
You feel like a servant
…guarding a treasure of kings
But do know
I chose you, and will stick with you
Through to the end
II
Because there’s no treasure which wants to adorn
…one with many other treasures
Because there’s no treasure which wants to part
…from one who exalts its existence
…and will give his life to see it safe
Because small minds look for glitters in mineral digging
But big minds search for rare stones
Because a servant who serves a heart in completeness
Is worth more than powerful kings
…who only need trophies to gather dust
Because your eyes follow me in enchantment
One I’ll never lose to all the billions there are
Because worthlessness flees when a treasure touches
Treasure eyes see treasures to cherish
You so turned treasure way before you treasured me
III
So I’ll live under the shed of your life
…no matter the storms
I’ll live under your insecure roof
…no matter the leakages
Only your heart’s rejection can cause my retraction
Time will tell you the loyalty of the sky you think I am
And I will show you
…I will show you that
I chose you, I so chose you
…for being you
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © May 20, 2020
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