My dear Amanda
Beautiful pearl of Umuada
Elizabeth Taylor in all her beauty
Gave you you credit as a glamour deity.

Days have rolled into silent years
Great silence that has defiled my ears
A thousand letters, I have written
A thousand wait, I was beaten.

Distraught widower I now answer
As I wail aloud like one with cancer
Mourning your absence till the birds went to nest
Only then will my sleepy body snatch a rest.

If tears were kept, I have made a river
If sacrifices were needed, I would give my liver
I would do anything ask Nze the leper
Anything just to have you reply my paper.

How have you forgotten so soon
The dance of Dinta we made in the moon
Where I held your hand and savoured your face
Before we got lost in a hot embrace.

to be continued.

A Letter to Amanda series,
an Emperor Fidel production.

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Hmmmm. . .

nice peace

A Letter To Amanda part2.

My dear Chimamanda
Do you know those old parrots still wonder
Why I always call you Amanda
What do I care, I leave them to ponder


A lot has happened since uou left for lagos
A new faith has come all the way from India
They always close their eyes and say God save us
That cheeky group led by the skinny sister Lydia.


No, i think they are all Irish
That was what I heard in their new parish
They said there is a God, Jesus the saviour
Urged us all to seek his face and gain his favour.


All these years and its changes
I have wallowed in misery and pain
With no Amanda to share with me in ages
What meaning is life, if not vain.


Your absence has made me seek out suicide
Once I have hung a rope inside
Noose around my neck, I hesitated at the time
Obviously leaving you would have been a bigger crime.


to be continued.
an Emperor Fidel production.