Tuesday, February 14, 2012

My Wedding by Rudorwashe Kanukamwe

Image - forblackweddings.com

I’m dressed in a virginal white, satin gown.
To enter on a honorary basis,
Into the culture I have never known.
A marvelous opportunity,
To forget who I am and why I am that.
As this marriage stretches its tentacles to bind me,
And disrupt my life
Before I call it mine.
Don’t take offense
At the sound of my voice.
I am no the friend or the lover,
He has mellowed me into,
The years since then.
This marriage is square,
Rather than round, so that you can see where it ends,
And identify the idiosyncrasies’

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