I know you’ren’t expected to like me
for wanting to privatize your daughter
atleast not without knowing me much
I pray you do soon and sooner you will
Your daughter ‘nd I are twinflames,
We haven’t yet started datiing.
It’s because something is missing,
We patiently, await your blessing.
Last night I gave her Roselle,
She has always rejected the Roses,
I gave her. She has unintentionally
Proven to be a daughter to a noble father
I love your daughter
More than the way the Kanuris
Love Roselle and she loves me too.
As much as I do.
She loves me even when she knew
I don’t have ”Mota”. And my
Feelings for her are as pure as
The sweet fuming smoke looming
from the ka’aji of the Fire Jars.
I promise to take care of her
More than the way you never could
She shan’t eat Okra nor
Baobab soup. I won’t allow Ulcer
get close to her, unlike the many
Half-baked girls who took fashion in it
Sir, am already your son and I live
In your house because your daughter
Has my heart already. Do take care of
Her so that she can take care of my heart
While I wait patiently,
Until you give me what’s mine
Until you bestow on us your fatherly blessing,
Like the flower on the stem of a Roselle plant.