She was a daughter of the world, my dear…
What else did you hope you would see her be?
She was a daughter of the world, you know?
Yes! You knew she was – she did tell you so…
By the way she moved and the way she spoke
You said she was the one, and then you took her home
Aware of who she was – the daughter of the world
Yet, why would you blame her for your fall?
She was a woman of the world, after all…
You believed you could resist because you were strong
You engaged in your deceitful talk – a little too long
She was falling; of course she made you fall –
Extremely fast and extremely low
You opened the door of your universe for her
Wide open – to be torn apart as she entered there
She was a child of the SKY –
A beauty of the Beast, but you… came
From then – within His beautiful temple
Right into the present – un-covered… in shame
Your muse was nothing less and she was nothing more
Than… a totally faithful daughter of this unfaithful world
‘Wahala’ was her name. ‘Wahala’ she was called
She was a daughter of the world –
With all her heart, her mind, her soul…
Set her free… Why won’t you, baby?
Set me free… …In Him…
I am no more who I used to be…
By Monika Ribeiro
Meaning of “wahala”: trouble