Yochana
arrived home
from the school
it had been
a good day
she had seen
Benedict
and kissed him
her mother
looked angry
when she went
in the lounge
you've seen him
I can tell
Mother said
who'd you mean?
Yochana said
you know who
don't pretend
you don't know
Mother said
Yochana
looked past her
mother's head
focusing
on the large
painting there
who told you
about him?
Yochana
asked her stern
faced mother
and sat down
Angela
informed me
at lunchtime
Mother said
how could she
tell on me?
she's my friend
Yochana
then replied
I asked her
where you were
and she said
Yochana
focused hard
at her hands
avoiding
her mother's
angry gaze
I told you
not to be
with that boy
or any
of those boys
at that school
Mother said
you promised
you would not
Yochana
looked at her
stern mother
he's in my
class at school
he's my age
yes 14
just 14
not an age
for mixing
with darn boys
Mother said
you are not
to see him
outside class
understand?
Yochana
said nothing
she could feel
Benedict's
kiss on cheek
that warm feel
that tingled
through her nerves
UNDERSTAND?
Mother screamed
but before
Yochana
could reply
a series
of hard slaps
rained on her
head and legs
and shoulders
and backside
Yochana
still held on
to the kiss
deep inside.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Verily, she is a good mother who is performing her duty very well. All parents should know how to look after their teenage children.....10