Old friend, I see you’re back to visit again,
Thought I’d banished you to eternity.
But slowly, stealthily you crept back in
Haunting my spirits, tormenting me.
Thought I kicked you to the curb that sunshine day,
The day your enemy wrapped me in his embrace,
Swore I warned you never to look my way,
To flee far, never again show your face!
Yet there you hover, around and within
The walls of my sanctum, bringing sad stories
Of lost love, unrequited and one still yearning,
Making my healing heart tremble at the memories.
But I have no desire for your cold company,
Alone, dejected, I know now as I knew then,
Even with no love, I dare not give you victory,
‘Cause you loneliness, you are no one’s friend!
– by Maquita “Queenie” Peters
~ I Keep it Irie ~