Fare Tale Poem by Bamukunda Hillary

Fairly tale
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Unable to hold her eyes
She saw me
Her prayers answered
Her heart moved
And conscience shaken
That pure shy hearts of men
Still lived in the 21st century.
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Her brain couldn't hold her hands,
She touched me.
Are you human?
Where have you lived?
Why haven't you tasted the world?
Can I be part of your fears?
She pleaded,
Give me your eyes,
As I tried to read her thoughts.
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She twisted the gospels
Trying to show me her dimples
My heart she buttered
My honey she muttered
But did I really matter?
I saw her bother
Retelling my story.
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How could i really convert?
From mere words and excitement!
Moreover words from red dripping mandibles.
I stepped back crawling
With excuses of mummy will punish me
Am still a mummy's boy.
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She looked on
Not knowing whether to curse
Or invoke her spirits
But my smile was already in a distance
As she thought it a fairly tale
Never to be retold.
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