Kenneth Maswabi

Gold Star - 16,542 Points (Maun, Botswana)

Cry My Beloved B - Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

dark clouds of tears swell her eyes
with immense force bursting the walls
as they poured unchallenged
drenching the valleys of her cheeks
they surged with determination
in pursuit of her mouth
where they drained unconcerned
unleashing a salty taste of hatred
that washed through her soul
her innocence having been stolen
looted by masquerading gangs of bandits
in black suits, they camouflaged
pretending to care, they waited
unsuspecting she was not vigilant
she fell victim to her guardians...

dark clouds of hatred inflate her heart
as she lay there bleeding
bruised and ashamed
with gigantic holes covering her body
forensic evidence of abuse
exploited and left naked
undressed for the whole world to see
the torn flesh in her soul
oozing blood in protest
the life giving stuff sapping away
leaving her drained and weak
holding unto dear life by the threads
she held on nevertheless...

white clouds of hope stream from her soul
exposed by the voices of protest
who stood at her door with open arms
ready to lend her support
to dress her wounds
and allow her body to heal
to wrap her fragile soul in flags
white flags of hope...

Cry my beloved B

Topic(s) of this poem: exploitation


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 3, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, April 3, 2015


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