Music played and people sang
Just for you the church bells rang …
Heads were turning and the whispering spread
As you stood in the aisle staring straight ahead
Like Lazarus risen up from the dead …
I felt like a leper and a traitor too
To everything we once knew was true
You avoided my eye and I knew that you knew
That something in my heart screamed “No!”
It isn’t the bride that I wanna kiss …
It isn’t your friendship I’m gonna miss.
Thanks for all the nice comments, friends. One more part to go.
~Henry Steven Ifami (Steve)