Monday, 30 January 2012

                          What a mess!

                                           By Chinofunga Ndoga 

Pains and bruises sing me a lullaby
Constant fear caresses my soul
to a night of unwanted intimacy
Marital injustice unsanctioned
My bed is wet and unbearable
Verbal vomit, the culprit
Please wake me up!

To join you at the breakfast table
of promises and lies
Sweet coffee of mental trauma
Served sharp and crude
by a monster I vowed to love
Till death do us apart

It’s a three course lunch sweetheart
Politics, patronage and propaganda
Served with slogans and rhetoric
and washed down with red wine
from the vineyard veins of our rivals dead
No sweet heart!
Please order me
Human rights, democracy
and political pluralism

I dread my supper today
Censored news
Served raw by my husband‘s favourite chef
I like a balanced diet not this palate
Hunger, spare me tonight
It’s long before breakfast

Night falls and hope slips away
My love belly is hungry, angry and beckoning
Please fill me up, but the diseased diet
drips with acid shared by all in the women‘s league

Singing and dancing at the vigil tonight
Singing and dancing to the tune
of abduction, torture and murder
Whistling and ululating to the rhymes
of rape and romance
Thumping and clapping to the sounds
of hate and revenge

Enough is enough
I long for peace and progress
I long for harmony and happiness
I long for freedom
from this shame of a marriage
When will priceless love ever be mine?
Maybe an escape….
Is the answer


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