Goodenough Sakhile Dlamini
Broken Vass - Poem by Goodenough Sakhile Dlamini
Beauty as one and all dream of
Moderately as everyone may grip it
Hidden attractive insignia
Saving it as every women wish to
Clean it with care.
But putting something inside thinks twice
Looking at it, think twice.
Walking with the step that has just diminished.
Killing the vibe, senses not on the mood
Not by consent, by force of no choice
Regulated body non-touchable
Her virginity was a pinnacle
But now it’s broken
The pride has bleached.
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