Tragedy Poem by Dellas Chitekwe

That minute...
That brief minute...
That minute suddenly strikes;
When love and hate mean the same
When happiness and sadness are alike
When to live or to die makes no difference.

Within that minute...
The gardener's seeds change into live bullets;
The witch doctor's medicine fails to work;
The highly prized sniper shoots the wrong man;
The once loyal dog rebels against its master;
The catholic nun falls pregnant;
The virgin's thighs split apart.

Within that minute...
The dog starts coughing up feathers
And we all pretend not to know what happened to the chicken.

© Dellas Chitekwe 2005