Those Were The Days......... Poem by Charles Farmkidzzz Mthembu

She sits still wondering where the hell she is going to get the next
The wind blows sweeping her hair from left to right
exposing her challenged state to withstand the raving winds;
When it rains, to her it pours shadowing her tears so they cannot see
that she is troubled;
Only her psyche and He above knows the moral of her story
She wonders as time chases the sun from East to West on a daily basis
Reminiscing on what use to be and what will become of her
She is there; just sitting hoping things will change
She prays, she sings worship songs but none of what her neighbors receive trembles and falls on her door step
Her house barely protects her from the hot rays of the sun and the coldness of winter which leaves her rapped around old rags that were new at some stage
It begins and ends where it left her and sometimes destroying what she has which is nothing to our eyes
She sometimes feels the world rejects her due to her past which led her to what she is today
“if only”, those are the words she mumbles now and then when they tell her that she deserves what has came to her
Whenever they say such words, she sits still facing the wall which hangs her early supermodel photos that led her to death
“Those where the days”, she would whisper in a cracking voice smiling with what was a smile until recent years
She knew CEO’s who barely knew her name but came on a daily basis to enjoy country pleasures with her for she was the best, that’s what they say
She did not hesitate to give, they did not hesitate to take, and leaving what her mother hoped it would bring her a fortune empty without taste;
It was left a hole no one wished to enter, not even an insane person who fed with everything given and found along his path,
To her kindness, he would apologize and sarcastically breathe the words “thank you”
Those were the days, “she would say” as she took a glimpse at what was African beauty until recent years…….