Friday, 20 October 2017

Issues at hand.

Too sweet 
to detect sarcasm
too nonchalant 
to give pessimism audience
I climb, I fall
continue to waltz to
life's soul-less tune.
Paycheck to pay-debt
thriving on takeovers and bids
still stand to hypocritically judge me?
Find some thousand worthy cares....
a kid begging on Nkrumah road...
your neighbor showering his spouse with life threatening blows....
walk to work....
go bang your pans....
there are million ways of blowing steam
than a duel with a swirling mind.
I strum
feed Toughie
 we all slept yesterday
but some just didn't wake up today.

Wednesday, 11 October 2017

For The Child Who Was Never Made.

You are welcome.

Would have been
          Blood baths
As you watched
              A grown man
          His grown woman
searching –with determination
for a handle to fly off.

You would have had
       The best education
‘Never compromising who you are’
as you watched mama
Master that Art.
Daddy-well daddy
Would be daddy
Boys are always boys.

Your esteem would
Have been punctured
By your first cry
For the attention
You would slice
Your wrists trying to get

Do I regret
Not allowing you
To be made?

You are welcome.

Katusiime Jeresi.