Nduom

My love for you is like River Offin and,
My past is banished and exiled because of you;
But it is very pathetic when the wind blows you to the past.

Nduom, my love for you will never cease,
For i am the Swedish Lady next door;
And your love to me is like a Diploma in Solo singing.

You are always on my mind like,
The melting ice at both the Artic and the Antarctic circles;
But like each child on a horse,
I will always be there for you.