Where were you?
Where were you,
When I needed you?
Where were you,
When I longed for you?
Your taunting exist,
A memory yet to be erased.

I needed a friend
A strength for my weak heart
A hand to stretch out,
Holding mine.
Your shoulder I longed,
To lean on.

You left me in the lurch
You armoured my hate for you
A dirge I sing always
Telling of your cunning exit
Rainbow hasn’t set here for long
It hides its face,
Shielding itself from my bitterness.

A midsummer betrayal,
Leaving a murdered heart,
Laying by Oxford bridge,
To lay no more.
Your treason against my heart,
A tale I have been telling,
Yet leaving no stone unturned.

My heart was a diarchie,
But you left,
Leaving me with destroyed pieces,
Of a diarchie you forced.
A reign I disapproved,
Yet you cunningly forced,
A diarchie of two hearts,
Beating in different directions.

I solemnly swear,
To sing this dirge always.
A Dirge of your betrayal
A midsummer betrayal,
Leaving Oxford in awedness,
Of your treason against my heart.

Written Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson