Friday 23 March 2012

Poor banished child of Eve...

Listen to me,listen to my heart,as it bleeds of unheard emotions

bleeds it does,bleeds so profusely,bleeds intensely...

These are my cogitations,the ones my soul drowns in so inevitably...

I am the poor banished child of Eve,

banished from this wretched world for being unique,

yes,these people governing my life are undoubtedly bleak.

Banished I am,for speaking my thoughts aloud,

these thoughts in this world that are not allowed...

Let me breathe,let me live,don't force me to grieve

but let me live,yes,live...





I am the poor banished child of Eve...

Willing to give so much,willing to go all the way.

But they push me away,yes,these imbeciles think I'm a dog astray...

Listen to my heart,

Listen to me speak,listen to that which is coming deep from the gut.

Yes,the gut.

The gut of resilience,the gut of endurance,

Yes,endurance to bear the pain you have put me through,

Yes,the rough patch i hit because of you,and your crew...

What will you say now,what will you do?



Kill me for being the poor banished child of Eve...

Conceived from sin,born in transgression...

If that is my origin,then why man-handle me with agression?

I am poor in spirit in your eyes,

but I am sorry,for your heart misconstrues and breeds lies...

I am the poor banished child of Eve,

strong,powerful,free-spirited,beautiful,yes,beautiful,

like a diamond,exotic and rare I am,

rare to the eye,yes,I know it's too much to take in this flare...



They hate me,poor banished child of Eve

They loathe me for standing tall...

Stand tall I will for what is fair and right...

This I will do,with all my might...

I cry myself to bed,yes,the bed which has become damp with my tears.

I cry my eyes out,bulging,crimson red as blood,as I pout...

I cry the tears of an individual unheard.

Guilty I am,murder I have written

Guilty as charged,I stand on trial,I am the poor banished child of Eve...


By Alex Nyasha Dube  ( Zimbabwe )

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