TROUBLED
How could this be?
Am I the only one?
Or I am the only sinner on the face of the earth
Why do things take this path?
Or is it the only path
I regret the day
I regret the minute I opened my mouth
to ask her out
After giving her everything
she does nothing
But spit on my face
After giving her attention she does everything
to break my beloved heart
After years of service
A letter of dismissal is what I get
Nothing to my name
It’s just me and my belongings in a box
No matter how much I try
trouble always finds its way to me
After sowing a thousand seeds
In deep trouble I am
Where under the sun
am I going to get money for my next meal.
© Alec Noko Kitumetsi
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