I followed you on Twitter, sent tweets and you didn't reply and made me look like a twit.
I tried to send a poke on Facebook but you treated me as an Adventist would treat pork.
I was old school and sent you my letters but all I have are these envelopes written return to sender.

Bound in fetters I found you, 
loosed them and removed your rags of leather.
I robed you in fine linen but now you flee from me as if I robed without meaning.
Nowadays you dodge my love like you dodge the credit collectors,
Dodging me like I'm the police and you are the foreigner without papers,
Fearing me like a businessman fears SARS if all his assets ain't on paper.
Fleeing me as if I got fleas around me like a leper.

You do me wrong and live, 
Break all promises and think you are a pro at this.
Eskom doesn't even have your house on the grid, you live in meager means to put it politely.
Your neighbors believe your life is a TV show of survivor: the urban edition.
You, pray when you have guests just so you make them believe your hungering is a holy fast.
I set you to be the salt of the earth but you chose to be the ordinary herb thyme and not add any flavor to the world!

Rolex Swiss, Bvlgari Italian, Casio Japanese watches you wear and you think you have all the time in the world!

Who can redeem lost time?
Try turning back the hands of the clock backward and what you have is the wrong time!
Come whilst there is time,
In my house is bread, fruit, nourishment, raiment, if only you would stop in your steps I would restore you to this golden manor!
