The Humble Plea
How much is love,
How much is love,
How much is love I ask?
How much do I have to pay
To win the heart of agirl,I ask?
Won't any one answer me?
You seated in front of me,you behind
You,you and you.
Won't you answer?
I've grown to believe that
Oh, believe there exist a soft
Spot in a woman's heart,which needs the touch of a
Man before he can win her heart.
Many are the women and girls,
Many are they,i have tried to touch that soft side of their heart.
Money do i have in abundance.
I have the key to lock poverty
From drumming and dancing around.
Talents ,have i in the quantities
Of the rhine.
How much is love,
How much is love,
How much is love,i ask?
How much do i have to pay,
To win the heart of this girl
Whose beauty comes next to
The trimmmed hedges bordering
The gates of heaven.
This girl whose beauty surpasses
The rose flower
This girl whose curves distract me most.
How many days more do I have to wait
Before this rose embraces me
Do I have to change my appearance
Impossible
Even in animal farm,some are more
Equal than others
Do I have to be reborn
No ,I am I Nichodamus
Impossible,Impossible Impossible
Let the girl who is touched by
This humble plea be my girl.
ISAAC OPOKU AGYEMAN
UNIVERSITY OF GHANA,LEGON.