Blue, Red and Yellow
The ecstatic colour of this fellow
Your shadow of beauty cast in my memory
No limit to the wonders in your armoury
I smell your erotic presence
You think I'm kidding you, nonsense
My body cringes at the warmth you exude
I had a dream for us to elude
Vanish into vanity
Where I can freely lose my sanity

Blue, Red and Yellow
What beauty for such a fellow
Who would leave hearts broken
Woe upon your words unspoken
How dare you bite the fingers that fed you
You cried in your heart and still, I heard you
You selfish, back-stabbing, diabolic ingrate
How wrong I was to think you great
You are cold, mean and a liar
Never again will I play with fire!

© Kunle "Kool Heart" Olawale, May 2003