Mama Peace vs Papa Peace (Part 1)

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Pidgin version:

I no dey vex.....

but I don tire

and I wan rest

from your palaver.

Abeg come dey go !

Your own don too much......

you carri my own sister,

then you follow Dora from church;

and even give belle to our neighbour

Abeg come dey go !

Everyday I dey fast and pray.......

and pretend say I no see,

just make you for stay

so people no go laff me.

Abeg come dey go !

Your cup don full......

I don see say you no go change

and I don begin look like fool,

wey just dey manage.

Abeg come dey go !

E no easy to bear......

to separate no be small ting.

Five pickin and marriage of twenty year

na real big ting.

But, abeg come dey go !

But, come make I tell you one ting

before you go.

Out of all our five pickin

Na only Peace be your own.

NOW, come dey go !

English version:

I really am not vexed....

but I am fed up

and I want a rest

from all your trouble.

Please go !

You behaviour is a bit much...

You slept with my sister,

ravaged Dora from church

and then, impregnated our neighbour.

Please go !

Everyday I fast and pray....

and pretend that I am blind

to your sneaky ways

so I can save this sham marriage.

But, please go !

Your cup is truly full....

because I now see you are no gent

and I have begun to look like a fool

who accepts a man who will never repent.

Please go !

This is hard for me, yes ....

separation is not an easy decision.

Five children and twenty years

makes this moment grief-laden.

However, please go !

But, I must tell you one thing....

before you disappear into the blue.

Amongst our five offspring

Only Peace is really for you

Now, just go !

*Inspired by dysfunctional relationships*