Is It Not That I... Poem by Kefentse Sathekge

Is It Not That I...



should not look upon you with a lustful eye?
Forbidden kisses that fills your womb
Impregnated abruptly by my lips

I should retrieve my kiss and let
Your womb collapse.
Kill the joy that I created
Let the Ishmael we conceived be buried
For we are what God scorns
Should I then die and let my lips be like prunes?

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