Its a rainy gloomy night in London..
like most christmases..
its jus come to late in the year..
and left before u can appreciate it..
but cupids up to his old tricks..
only dis time its different..
dis time it feels right..
i cross the road drenched in dis rain..
i use a trashcan to sheild myself..
from the sky’’s crying pain..
i light a cigarette..
n take a toke..
it feels much desereved..
earned..
yearned for..
i look over the road..
there she is..
she holds the hand of a toddler..
bout 2 or 3 years old..
he shud be good as a gold..
but he isnt..
hes wreckless n restless..
and she overwhelmed with the weight of her xmas presents..
together they fill her cold hands..
then he finally breaks free..
while shes on the fone..
a car comes speeding through..
if i dont stop the daydreaming n get to this kid soon..
he”l be doomed..
i run over as he breaks from her hand..
i grab him quicker than the speed of sound..
the car speeds past as we crash to the ground..
she rushes over..
screaming n finally bothered..
but it isnt her fault..
the fone call was her brother..
hes been rushed to hospital..
condition unknown..
shes told..
she thanks me uncontrollably..
and asks from whence i came..
to my embaressment..
i tell her..
i was admiring your frame..
shes too frustrated n shocked..
to smile..
but i feel her warmth..
n hold her hand a while..
she rushes off..
with the kid..
leaves me amid the pissing rain..
n stupid ass drivers with cars that skid..
she was one of those passing through quick..
n my mind she”l always stick..
unno why..
cos its finally dawned on me..
this lady..
amazingly beautiful n all..
who’’s kid for whom i crashed n fell..
was infact..
wife material..
xxx