Joy Just Jive For Me Poem by Sarah Mkhonza

Joy can you just jive for me?
I went to the party and stood against
The wall. Frustrated, I danced by myself
And ended up vowing if I stalk you the
Only dancer called joy, I will end up is jail. I hear stalkers
Get arrested. Can you joy just jive for a jailbird-to-be
Only because of you? I am now sending this sos
That not even paramedics want to hear for the
Say joy seekers belong in asylums as foes. As for this
Assylee a stranger to become a loser I bow to you
Open handedly asking. Help is just a four letter word that is
Not forbidden even in the land of the blessed.
Joy, let me not be arrested for desiring what
No person can live without. Just jive and ask
Me to dance with you and stop hiding. This game
Nevertheless has to continue as long as it can be
While you bury your head I'm the sand