Poetry Bulawayo

It all happened fast, real quick But over the years I have embraced it -slowly- I have remembered each detail more accurately Articulately fashioned it into words to let it out-- First he undressed me, each item one by one Slit open into my safety And tore through the garment of my pride Meticulously - he unbuttoned my dignity To expose my flesh for his vulture-like devouring eyes "How could something so fearfully and wonderfully made; Knowingly, willingly and intentionally instil such terror in me? I was naked -bare- yet he could not see- That my very sacredness had been exposed. He "kissed" me, like he was thirsty Like his body yearned for nothing more than my body; my temple He was willing to crush out my spirit Suck out my memories Destroy the "me" I'd known for so long -All for this flesh- Then like an army of a thousand men stampeding through a narrow cave opening fleeing from a fire with swords and shields in hands yet ...

Image - walk21.com Thus it calls for us to, Examine every step we take, Is it worth the sweat, Do we have to exhale? And inhale to power up for the next move? Should we look to see? Where we tread, then, I believe, The less we grieve To give, Our attention to, See where others trod, Their falls, their walk-arounds, A giant leap we take, And we move forward not downward. Thus it calls us to, Heed what they say.

Image - happydarkgirls.blogspot.com I don’t even know her she is here though, like a ghost- She haunts the whole me like a blanket, she envelops all my fears like a thief, she enclosed my heart no, I am left in hope, the thief will be caught and I will be me again. I hallucinate, in fear, in joy, in anticipation, in passion, and hope that we will fit together like a Christmas dress and shine like the morning star fly to somewhere far like a fairytale kiss and hug ignoring the whole world until-until-until------- no!!!!! It mustn’t end. I don’t even know her she is here though,