BATTLE OF LOVE

Sweetie,

Can’t you hear as the door squeaked?

Can’t you hear the shuffle of a foot match?

Like that of great Hercules’ pounce?

Sounding so feminine like an harlots’

I wish we can defend our love

Can’t you perceive the smell of foul play?

Between a devoted wife and her infidel spouse

Can’t you see for yourself?

How wicked and distrust could wreak havoc?

Are you so blind that you can’t see the plots?

Or is it the hand writing you can’t read from the walls?

Hmmm. Hmmmmm

Gbmm gbmm gbmm

Open this gate!!!

Open it wide like the sun of a new day

So I can see my man from far and near

Not to have been taken away by a stranger annexed

Open this door you shameless harlot

My husband you‘ve taken hold of, without thoughts

You’ve seized him like a police

Has he committed any offense to warrant this?

Or has he stolen anything belong to you?

Or did you catch him napping in your room?