Dear Angelica

Dear Angel, it’s been two years since you left for the Middle East

At first, you used to send us dollars, and life here was feast after feast

But things changed one year later; somehow you lost your peace

I hear they changed the terms of work but please hold on, we need you in one piece

Your little girl is holding on well here, not does she miss you, she needs you too

It’s hard explaining to her how you live in a place she has no clue

Sorry I missed your video call, I’ve been so high I don’t know if I will pull through

These pills are taking a toll on me; I need your help and advice

Remember that girl I always flossed about, the one I’d pay for any price?

Well, things are tough, and we’ve broken up twice

But don’t base your judgment of it by what I post here

It’s hard telling online strangers your whole truth or anything clear

Can’t trust anyone these days, some are gifted with crocodile tears

That’s why on one post I’ll be dying of laughter, the next am suicidal and dying of my fears

One moment I’ll be motivating people the next one I’m promoting sleeping pills and meth

But on the real though, I really need help; I’m slowly losing my physical, mental, emotional health

Some tell me to hit the gym, but will that restore my relationship with the Man of Nazareth?

I’ve been playing with God’s mind Satan has been excellently coaching me

I need a hug right now… Anyway, how’s life over there?

I hear Arabs hate Africans and sniff out their air

By overworking them; my friend told me she worked for 21 hours

But I trust you to handle it all well with your girl powers

It’s sad you were to come home this summer couldn’t because of corona

You are not alone, footballers we are hit too; can’t watch our teams whether Manchester United or FC Barcelona

For now, I’m just consoling my soul by listening to Mia Khalifa

By the time you get here, I’ll probably be in love with another heifer

For now continue soaring higher and higher, higher than your office Burj Khalifa

Receive greetings from grandma, your little girl and everyone at home

You indeed are our angel, little angelica; we love you, and you’re never alone

By for now sweetheart,

Your loving cousin

Ciku P52