I Despise You Poem by Job Ombati

You say I am slim and Sexy.
Drinkable.
Holdable.
But I despise you, you obstreperous fool!

I once led you into a barbed wire,
where you left pieces of meat and cloth.
You abused mother in-law.
Walked into in-laws and demanded dowry back.
I'll yet lead you to a trench,
where dogs 'll piss into your open mouth.

You yawl in the village.
And under the lazy moonlight,
dare all wizards from the nine villages,
with dire consequences.
You say that I am slim, sleek and holdable.
You are yet to see!

You vociferously declared to know who the baby's father is.
And it's not Kamau!
The sleepy village sighed.
The village rumour mill waits with bated breath.
Embarrassed, men raised their voices,
others their croaky radios.
Children stopped talking.
And Kamau waits around the corner,
with a 'njora'!

Your tongue walketh the earth.
You brag that you can knock down one and another!
That you are able to hold one by the torso and look deep into her soul.
Fool! What do you see?
A black hole in the pocket?
A red white stain on black asphalt?

I'll one day lead you naked to your in-laws!

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