Edward Dzonze

Rookie - 404 Points (4 june 1989 / Rusape)

A Moment - Poem by Edward Dzonze

I've been holding on
to a toy gun as my shield of defence,
tired of its unnecessary weight,
threw it away
and the buglar came with a real AK47,
loaded with live ammunition

He aimed right at the centre of my defence.
For the first time
i tasted a bullet,
it was painful.
I lay there, floating in a pool of own gore,
failing what to make of him,
an idiot, a stupid or my boyfriend

A woman or a girl,
in between the two i stand,
with no traces of my stature
i sepulture the tragic memories,
threw away the key to the records library
and cautiously wore the price
i was tagged at birth.
Anyway it wasn't a war
neither was it an adventure,
it was a moment...

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, November 12, 2013

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