FATE | Written by Oke Oladayo and Edwards Josephine

I never knew the wind could sing
But slowly it whispered your name
Then I thought I could be your king
And perhaps let your smile cast away my shame.

King you might be, but not of my heart
For the kingdom that u seek, to another it belongs
Happy am I not, to see u depart
Neither regrets, for I have done no wrong.

Before I warble to the city faraway
Why not listen to the words of my heart?
Before I sail through that way
Why not follow me in my cart?

What shall it profit me to listen to you?
You whose words are engraved in my being
Unto what purpose should I follow you?
For just the thought of you leaves me reeling.

Let's forget the tome of the past
And dwell once again in the abode of affection
Render your thoughts to what came last
Maybe I could have my way in your motion.

Let us engage in one final dance
One last ritual to say goodbye
And let our story be written by chance
And fate determine whether we celebrate or cry.


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