Memories are special gifts that numbers
Our special times with people we can’t forget!
Kene hates it when I say this
Does it mean memories are not special?
He does have ugly part of his life he fails
He should have listened to the warning bells
Now, Good Friday has been baptized to bad Friday
Head strong kene!
Put aside your bitterness let’s talk business
Ije died in your arms
It wasn’t your fault but you haven’t
Reconciled with your present
Adjust your story line
Then memories will be appeased!
Are you sleeping all night long?
Evening bells are ringing
It’s ding! Ding! Dong!
Kedu ihe ina eme onwe gi?
Let ije ride with the rights
It’s neither a fairy tale nor a dream world
You played your duty as a big brother
Nna! Well done!
Just grant her permission to RIP
Let lights guide her ways
No one spoke sad tales when she was close!
Tell me more about ije!
I learnt she’s a happy girl
You twice saved her when she was 9
Your name was the first word she spoke
As a child
She loved it when you danced while cooking
You made her, her first kite
Read that page in your diary that talks
About her major awards at school
That was to your glory
You were her hero
No more stories!
Come on kene!
Unfold this part of happy memories to
Erase the sad
Forgive your guilt
Throw flowers to beautify your ugly past
Then, ije will go on!