Snapping Jaws Poem by Tafadzwa Chiwanza

Snapping jaws

The little thatched room drowns
In the sound of my snapping jaws
As I wrestle with the half cooked beef
Knowing that it's either I win
Or of hunger I'll perish before morn.
My cracking teeth plead for mercy
But I'm too afraid of my roaring intestines
Threatening to strangle each other
While my throat shivers in trepidation,
Will I be able to swallow this chunk?
My hands hang on the meat desperately
As my teeth fall off one after another-
As fallen heroes in the battle against food

Tafadzwa Chiwanza