A LETTER TO COMPLACENCY (We just can’t work things out)
A LETTER TO
COMPLACENCY (We just can’t work out)
Dear Frenemy Complacent,
Good luck being a comedian
You never made me laugh as I wanted
You never made me smile as I pretended
You never cracked my ribs
You made Adams out of Adams when Eves were still unseen.
Very unprofessional at creating excuses.
You hurt me like an opponent rebutting one’s greatest points
in the final round
You annoyed me like a slow internet connection when one is
already facing deadline
You are as cold as Fanice living in a freezer.
As treacherous as an iceberg hiding itself under the water
How dare you call my name louder?
Aren’t you the king of silence?
You thought me to always play the role ‘dumb’
Even when the ‘speaker’ role was a vacancy
You are the slow poison that kills time
You are the slowest fastest destiny tracker
Get out of this mind!
And never show up again
Because like every other break-up
It might hurt at first, but it will heal at last
Say hello to fear for me,
I broke up with him too.
Till we never meet again
Goodbye forever.
Yours Sincerely,
Elizabeth Ewudiwa
(c) 2017 EliDiaries
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