Crossed Bridges
My best friend- you’re like my soul mate
I want to entrust my guy to your test
b’cos the way he looks at skins and skirts
makes doubt’s sword cut through my trust.
Oh my best friend and great confidant
this may be a dangerous plea
but you’re known to be fearless
use that weapon to expose his colour.
I’ve held you highly my beloved friend
you refused because you know who my man is
but don’t forget how careful you’ve always been,
the glory would be shared if the mission is completed
That’s my girl and my best friend,
you’ve confirmed the hypothesis reigning in my head
while printing the X-ray of his true nature,
of no doubt you didn’t share a bed with him
b’cos heaven alongside Earth can attest to that.
I stopped wondering and scaling our friendship,
its four years after this incidence and our world gets colder
but the peculiar event about this day is,
while I relish on that one flawed decision,
both of you are today getting married.
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2015
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