Oh Street Girl! Poem by Mutsawashe Museredza

Oh Street Girl!



As she strolls laggardly, like a pregnant woman,
In her tight fit and half naked top dress.
Oh Street girl!

You won`t be assassinated looking at the seductive walk
and to the Mount kilimanjaros and Nile rivers. As she wiggles herself
around like the winnowing basket around town.
Oh Street girl!

Breasts will be popping half out, one always wonder for that instant
when a strong cough happens if one won`t pops out, of the breasts
undergarment.
Oh Street girl!

In the sheep`s cloth she may come hiding the wolf in her, the moment
she opens her mouth, thats when you may wake up to hope, if grace is
upon you.
Oh Street girl!

A good, professional, rich and famous man are her dream as any other girl,
good man are like diamond not easy to find, as easy she is.She is slow in thought.
Oh Street girl!

A dancer, singer are the dreams of her life, only to know, its where she wants to explore,
to know what it is out there from family scrutiny.
Oh Street girl!


The game of two is just like the talk of the day as the day`s press top story,
she have lost the childhood innocence, if not the originality tokens of Mary
Magadaleene mother of Christ. Audaciously she walks, ready to give herself
willy nilly over
to audacious men with fame and fortune..
Oh Street girl!

When time has lapsed and she is in limitations and high expectations, she may jump into an amateur hand trying his luck with little silver coins on first sight to impress. As time ticks the relationship is disturbed by the decitefulness of the onset as coins dry out. A baby has been given birth now a mother, street girl sought the easiest as she use to be on the streets to, ply the oldest profession.
Oh Street Girl!

Loose morals, Loose mouth, loose walk, loose pants............Tighten up.Oh street girl!

Mutsawashe Museredza(30 November 2017)

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
With the girl child in mind
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mutsawashe Museredza 21 April 2021

Done in need of chaange to my next door neighbour tracy

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Sylvia Frances Chan 21 April 2021

This poem sounds so melancholic, has she become a victim to men? Awful occurrence, so shameful for the men who used her as a tool. That's a street girl, the title says it all. Thank you so much for sharing this marvelous poem.5 Stars full

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