Comfort Ndlovu

How come your face is long and brown?
How come you know bear a huge frown?
How come you now appear sad and pitiful
Yet black must alway be cheerfully beautiful?

How come you are so haggard and war begone?
How come your joy suddenly has gone?
How, still, how come you now spend time alone
Yet black must stand together or fall alone?

How come, dear sister you now so introverted?
Last year this time were you extroverted,
But, suddenly, you lost your catchy speech
And you no longer like to preach?

How come you have lost your true semblance?
Whither goeth your smile worthy of remembrance?
How come your soul once prolific
Has just fallen into a dungeon horrific?

How come, oh dear sister, how come?
How come you lost all joy and saved not some?
How come, my dear, you scrapped off your comeliness
and totally sold out all your loveliness?

How come you appear now dejected and pitiful
and no longer smiley and cheerfully beautiful?
Oh my, vice and its punishment!
Alas! fate and its harassment!

That boy whose now your ex -
With whom you last had sex -
I learnt he left you an innocent baby and more
and he now wants to see you no more!