Justine Poem by Katusiime Jeresi

I am not here
To reiterate
How "life is unfair"
That anthem has been sung
In repeat


I am Justine
Just Tin to my dear husband
Just In to mama
And Nobody to whoever fathered me


I can't afford
The luxury of talking in black and white
My dividends have
Been silence and aches
So I croak
my truth out
In metaphors


Life is a boardroom
I am mama's most pitched idea
Her pride brings nimbus clouds
In my eyes
But the rain only falls
In nights silent
Father
Has left me a home
On Nowhere street
Am married you see
My name is Just In.