Yeah! it felt sweet to me
Her luscious voice whispering in my ear
“You’re mine forever”
Not knowing I was just junk of fragrance
In between her teeth
Soon to be solidified down to soil like ashes.

Well! I was treated like Ngwazi
In her worldly imagination
I guess I was dressed in beautiful robes
Not knowing I was junk of fragrance
In between her teeth
Soon to be left crumpled like a rose dying for water.

Alas! I made her cry, sounds of sweet sorrow
Wondering where I was
Through heartbreaks she suffered
I felt like her unique guardian angel
Not knowing I was junk of fragrance
In between her teeth
Soon to be left dry and stinking across a desk.

Awkwardly! she failed to fight for me
Did nothing to return favors
Only craving for the seal
Signifying matrimony
And I shouted, “for real?”
Not knowing I was junk of fragrance
In between her teeth
Soon left wondering if she’ll survive my desertion.