Matur Achuil

My X And Her Y


My X and her Y have threatened and promised
To jointly squeeze my testicles out
And roast them to ashes in a furnace
My x wants to prove to her Y that she is over me
And she could drink my blood
To assure him that she never will leave him for me
While my X's Y is afraid that the ageless tree of love
Has not yet died in our hearts

My X's Y is being paranoid
Because I am not the type to re-swallow my puke
I do not take back what has refused my stomach
It is a punishable crime through ass-whipping
Under article 1 of my mother's constitution which says:
"Thou shall not crave what has refused thy stomach-
Because it was not meant for you…."
My x and her y have vilified me like the devil
Who takes the blame for every misfortune
Even when a man takes a rope and hung himself

But as mankind has always done,
I make a sign of cross, spit on my chest
And snap my fingers over my head
And say the devil is a lier
And may he burn to ashes in hell fire

By Akuei Kuol
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Topic(s) of this poem: social

Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 25, 2016

Form: Prose Poem

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By Akuei Nyol Kuol

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  • Kelly KurtKelly Kurt (6/25/2016 9:28:00 PM)

    It is disappointing that one that you thought loved you can turn around and try to destroy you. Nicely written and relatable piece, Matur. Thanks

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