What weakness is this that I
saw her in September and my heart run cold
She shore like a white incandescence bulb
had a strong body like diamond cut diamond
I kept on saying ''She's Christmas in September
Little I knew she was also Easter in December
Our love grew stronger so was the disease
At times you wonder if it is mistake or design?
She told me ''Oliver, happiness is gold; precious but short
Ramses warned ''Take caution with love.''
I should have read through those lines
that on the eve of happiness, Mariyah had to
die out of cancer and my ''gold'' run out
Now I am sitting down and getting sad
Oh why me? why have you left me in the land of agony
I was sailing with you on the ocean of happiness
But you have deserted me in the storm of sorrow
I am now living in an empty world of hush
We were supposed to have been making merry now
But all i see is the pearly tears rolling on my cheek
I am now blubbering over your sudden demise
Indeed the juice of the eye is a sign of pain
Nothing and nobody but you can quench my thirst of love
My dream was to have you but now my dream goes beyond dreams
All i can project and imagine now is having you back in my arms
If there is really going to be a reunion with the dead
Then i am keeping my hopes alive to sit with you on the pew of heaven
To gladden with you in the garden of bliss
It is hard to stop contemplating on the flux i will have on that glorious day
Written by J.Y. Frimpong and B.M. Awal
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