The Master knows, it’s far from good
For blessed he-man to dwell alone
For his warp, He’ll give a woof
To make a whole, the masterpiece
Two hearts there are that owns a rib
From one it was taken, to the other given
The trees are named, the birds christened
Yet none has a heart that beat as his
Two hearts there are that beat as one
Each other seek, though yet unknown
Calm they'll stay, facing each day
With hope alive, they'll one day meet
When the time is ripe on Master’s clock
He’ll wake the straight and show the curvy
His face will lighten, his lips will mutter
Of a truth, this is a Wao! Man
Bro. with missing rip, think less He sees
Your growing needs she is called to meet
Wipe your sleepy eyes, here she comes
Hmm, now you know the Master knows
©Toyin Daniel (00:49, 07/08/09)
