BETROTHED then BETRAYED. Tomorrow at dusk Shell be in your arms Her face behind a mask Read the pattern on her palms. Tomorrow at dawn The priest will declare her your wife Uncover the veil, beneath the smile theres a frown You are not what she wants in life. Tomorrow at noon Youll feed from the same plate A (g)olden honeymoon That seals your fate. Brother, Before she became your bride I plucked her petals, still tender In the journey to womanhood, I was her guide. Her body is scented with my stench Kiss her and youll taste my lips Feed and wait to hear her belch Theres a name in her hiss. Look deep into the fires of her eyes The blaze that burns to blind Do you ever care to ask why Shes one of a kind? Dust her bossom for my fingerprints The contours I caressed to break The stains on her thighs Are of pregnancies we longed to make. Shell cook, just like I taught her In bed, my name will feature I am her eternal star Her past, present and future. ®Oyoo Mboya.
Posted on: Sat, 23 Aug 2014 09:43:43 +0000
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