A Bit Too Late. Poem by ANKWASA HARLORD

I wish I met you in the first place.
I would surely be YOURS,
Ndagukunda cyane that I won't deny,
I wish there was "us".

I say all this not because I am coward
It's just that its A bit too late,
I am already in matrimony Nishuti Yawe,
I can't break the oarth though I wish I would
It's A bit too late, we can't be though
We ought to be.

I will miss it all,
The intimate moments we had!
Climbing hills together, I mean you and I
As I remember those days
We went to the kitchen together,
When he was away.

It's A bit too late
Now that I am caught up in matrimony
With your own:
I am sorry that it has come
To this, now that we are to take different passes,
Yet close at heart:
Oh how I hate forces of nature, why us!