A Man Is Snared - Poem by Mazwi Sedibe
Barricaded by the consequential barbed wire
of the true lies he spoke in lust.
His covert hedonistic deeds lay overtly bare
as he penetrates the wire deep
whilst trying to escape his devious past
He was noble in his conduct at one stage,
but all kinds of pumpum he gobbles at this stage
without guilt nor a shameful conscience.
His excuse for his ways is,
he was not intending, well neither was he pretending.
What he was intending he was not attaining.
What he was attaining he was not intending.
A man is trapped in the center of guilt
and sorrow premises,
ambushed and surrounded by commitment anticipations
then besieged by his drooling tongue false promises,
that he made in order to gain beneath
the sheets heated stroking-s
Women learn something here a man is snared.
When his eye is timid during fault confrontations
When his utterance uncertain as he devices reasoning
and when his back bone cannot autonomously stand
at a point that he said two minutes ago.
Women know that man is snared.
From what is the men snared exactly?
Well he looked at some chest's two pointy mountains
with a grand cleavage in between,
then he began to fantasise about his food gate
being intertwined with the mouth and tongue
of the bearer of the two pointy mountains on her chest.
eventually he crossed the Rubicon and indulged.
Unfortunately Mr. Time's hands
do not hold the same points twice.
He has no time to return, because time passes by and
the importance of dear hearts is revealed in time.
When hurt shows in the eyes of the once snared man.
Who believed he knew it all,
whilst Babylon carnality was still rife in him.
Fantasy and lust always ensnare men,
and ensures that they are never present
to defend and protect their bosom.
a snared man is oblivious of the fact that the bait of fantasy and lure
always looks delicious, but then take a bite and a man is snared.
In anger, regret, sorrow and a remorseful plea for forgiveness
Only if he can be freed from the snare made
out of a string of gullible women,
but will he ever learn the danger of self traps?
for whatever is snared is for the pot, then the stomach,
but a man that is snared has loose stomach.
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