COCK CRY: THE DIRGE OF LOVE
Whose eye can behold and which mind can hold this blow?
Let the cry go out slow and let the tears slowly flow.
Let the fires burn low and the lights lose their glow.
Let no one go to sow and no boat go to row.
My heart is down let Mother Earth wear a frown.
Let the mourning gown go round town.
Let the morning cry cock lose its crown.
For today, my emotions must drown.
Eniafe,
Today, my bright colour gets soaked in black dye
So sad today my love for you must die
I thought this feeling would last for aye
But this day I must let my desire die
I became a victim of my emotion.
So bad I got caught in the wrong motion.
I felt, but I knew not it’s beyond permutation.
I thought, but I knew not it’s beyond calculation.
You sent me signals but I had lost my sense of smelling.
I should have seen the signs but was blinded by emotions swelling.
Your attitude showed me my place but I was no longer in my sensual dwelling.
Now I have to let go, no quarrelling.
Eniafe, go be with someone of your envisioning.
Be happy with whom your heart desires.