THE CYCLES

I have a friend

Bit by bit we talk

Bit by bit we move

Bit by bit we dine

Bit by bit we play

Bit by bit we get accustomed to each other in more critical ways, leading me to have a lover.

I have a lover

Bit by bit we gaze into our eyes

Bit by bit we hold hands

Bit by bit we hug holy or unholy

Bit by bit we exchange uncommon pleasantries leading me to have an enemy.

I have an enemy

Bit by bit we disagree

Bit by bit we abuse

Bit by bit we exchange hot odd words

Bit by bit we damn affections

Bit by bit we separated and that again led us to friends.

Shall the cycle continue again, then I shall have a LOVER next, I hope it will cease there and not move to enemies again.

Written by: Oludare Olumide