Alabaster Jar Poem by Anitah Muwanguzi

Stands there almost out of reach

Begging you to run a little faster

Imploring you to be patient

Entreating you to be gentle



It's beauty is too painful to embrace

Gazing hurts your eyes

It is the embodiment of all you desire

You have worked all your life, toughing it out everyday

Just so you get to hold it in your hands, in your arms, in your

heart



But it stands apart everyday seeming farther out of reach

Illusions swamp you, cloud your vision

Out of rage you turn away, you will not be toyed with

There are too many alabaster jars after all

You forget that it has to be just right for you

Has to feel right, to complete you