JEREMIAD ON ROMANCE: "WHEN WOULD I BE..." BY AJAKAYE STRIDA

When would I be loved?

Truly loved as leaves kiss liquid,

my heart running from sun to rain all days,

skin cold with emotional reciprocations becoming traitors.

When would I be loved,

by the eyes I imagine when I see dawn?

Being cheated constantly 

as corruption cheats Nigeria.

When would I be loved?

Truly loved, by the soul I choose,

maybe I shall be loved

when I meet a surgeon to extract my heart.

When would I be loved?

Maybe when I act heartlessly and wildly

as the hawks feed on chicks,

sincerity does not pay anymore.

© RASHIDAT OLAMIDAYO AJAKAYE 

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The poet persona laments over not being loved by someone who she truly loves. Hence, the voice has been broken several times and sees being heartless as a solution to emotional pitfalls.