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At first I thought you were a FBI undercover agent, searching for links to a non-existent
Terrorist cell – I thought you were dead, though my resentment/anger/mistrust was much alive

As well as, to my new found discovery, my love for you – however disjointed/out of place

On some unmarked shelf festering like cancer – then came the number with no name

For some unknown reason I was compelled to call it back – so much so, I had to steal a moment
In time away from my scheduled work duties – so I faked a bathroom break

To return the call with no name – having done so
Upon hearing the greeting of peace, and working through the awakening of Arabia’s ghost
And her baggage – at least I attempted to
I told myself and you, for at that moment I truly believed, this was ordained by Allah
Being in a non-committal relationship for twenty-one years – KABOOM!!!

Here comes Arabia’s ghost (Eva “Arabia” Robinson), a love lost thirty years ago – so I thought
Is this my prayers being answered – for Allah knows my desire to marry

And my present relations has no desire to marry – could this be
Where does this Eva fit – can she fit – do I dare trust her with my heart again
Whom is she REALY!

I spoke to Umi – she reacted like Abdul-Haqq (she did not want to marry you then what does she want?)
However, she did agree that there was a divine purpose involved – to what end only God knows

I spoke to my younger and wise Sister showed her pictures of you – she liked your smiling one the best
After viewing your smirking, frowning pictures – she came to the conclusion
Not only were you not right for me, but you are full of yourself

And if I was to seek a future with this ghost – I should first make sure I am in top physical condition
That I am at my Best, on top of my game – take time to develop my game
Not to be lost in the game of others – then the next day you dismissed me

Because I did not call you – here I am trying to figure out if you are live or Memorex
Then you dismiss me – I scramble trying to make sense of this
Then you dismiss me – at my every attempt to keep open dialogue you dismiss me

You track me down for ten years or so – so you say
Then you dismiss me – now I spend every wakened moment wanting to be with you
But you’ve dismissed me – deep

After careful soul searching – you’ve done it again – for the second time in thirty years
You shake up my world – as I scramble to find your proper place
Then you dismiss me – but that is ok

I dismiss you – I dismiss the Ghost of Eva
With Love, Forgiveness, and gratitude
I Dismiss You (forever yours – God Bless)