Come Over . . .

Shock has become part of me For I have seen the worst I am now always prepared for the . . . What else could be more shocking . . . Than one’s heart screwing it up selfishly A whole seven years love was stabbed Without winkling nor thinking, Am I in for another? So, the night looks naturally calm Not knowing what was in it for me I wanted to get her on phone But the network forces prevailed I had thought aloud to myself But I was mistaken though appallingly, “I forgot to swap it, please, I am sorry” “Forgot”, I queried her shockingly “I’m sorry” she said, but I was not done yet She sounded different and her voice very heavy Certainly from my tiptoe, I knew something was wrong “What happened? Have I offended you? Are you okay?” “No! I am very fine, Offended me! Obviously No! you’ve done no such thing” Alayande Stephen T. Monday 19th November, 2007 4.56am The tangle continues, IBK unveiling new gears.