Me, I can’t share my man o
I am no hypocrite so I won’t lie
I met a terror called jealousy
When I saw a taken-cuddling meant for me
I never knew its claws really lived deep down my guts
When it decided to show
It was like a lioness tearing my soul
There I got to know
That I can never share my man
No matter how the world forces sharing down my throat
Who wants to lick a sweet toffee
With many tongues at the same time?
Even hands won’t let flies on a teasing wound
Why will I hide tears in blankets
Like a thing so undesired
While what is mine lies in the bosom of another?
Me, I won’t lie o
I am no hypocrite
I can never share my man!
And no one can make me!
If I live in faithfulness
Always scenting my temple in wakefulness
It will be a curse
If my heart weeps
While my head speaks of some religious rules
I will rather be let loose to search
Than hypocritically smile and hand over my treasure
Only nothings are shared with ease
So, know that I will never!
Oh can never share my man
Let she that feels not the fire
Of the burning painful flames so dire
Seeing hers in another arms
Throw a jab at my truth
I could care less how others choose to live
I know me
And I feel me
I will never be a hypocrite
Because I know that I can never!
Never share my man
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015