My Voice Coach - Master Poem by Andrea Ugona

He called me again this week
Telln me I had to sing
I told him I couldn’t
I did not want to face the wolves in the crowd


He pleaded with me and I sang
Of which I predicted,
The wolves ate me
I told him I was not going to sing again

Nevertheless, he would hear none of it
He called me again this week
But this time, promised he will coach me
He came today and he coached me

Teaching me different songs with harmonies, melodies and rhythms
I sang to his beat
And it was alright
And I felt with each practice I grew stronger

From that day,
He came every week
However, as time flew by
I realised

He was not coaching my voice but my heart
With his different heart beats for mine to go with
And with each practice, they grew stronger
I thought maybe, just maybe…

But dis week it was different
He called me again this week
But I was quite upset
An instead of the usual practice
We talked
And from our talking
I found out
HE HAD A GIRLFRIEND.