Monday 17 March 2014

Tearless



As my fellow black people where enslaved and picking cottons,
I have been in my grave picking out condoms,
I’m not ashamed that I’m a prostitute,
At least that’s what I’m branded by those who don’t appreciate me nude.

Well, this didn’t just start for fun,
It’s neither a thing that I had to learn,
If asked I’d probably be a nun,
But hey I have to feed my son.

No one appreciates me,
I was raped and threatened not to say a word,
I gathered courage to tell my father,
As a girl, I was referred to my mother.

I was raped repeatedly,
I got used to it immediately,
This was now my reality,
Of men who carelessly abused my fertility.

Now I do this for a pay,
To the at least I appreciate myself each day,
To my kid I’m the bright light in the sky,
The one that brightens our dark ways.

All he knows is that I work late,
I work for the state,
I’m that mum that’s great,
With him as my only man and every day date.

Call me careless,
I call myself fearless,
Doing that’s termed shameless,
By a community that left me helpless,
Being of a gender that isn’t shown fairness.

Wednesday 5 March 2014

Eclipse



The rays of the sunlight penetrate through my bedroom window,
This is my best moments of the morning,
The rays lifts my eye lids with a bloody view the lids,
A smile is never difficult when all this natural beauty touches me at dawn.

I press the remote to a calmly comforting music,
Suddenly an eclipse on my view,
I have only seen but few,
Maybe one,
But this one is different,
The curves that forms the eclipse are exponential,

Meandering on my sight,
From the top of her height,
I could say whatever she is wearing, must be tight.

From my side you could see her sway,
Tempting as it seemed lay on the bed still,
I rubbed my eyes to see if it’s real,
I couldn’t wait to get to know her,
Maybe I can invite her in,
We can have a thing,
Pure and passionate that’s not sin,
A kiss that relaxes her chin,
One that ignites her kin,
One that defines what I mean this is not a fling.

Well this is how I feel about my lady,
She wakes up early and completes my dreams,
She’s new in every way and day,
When she asks is am ever tired of her,
I calmly answer have I started being blind?