Vanity Of Vanities Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

In his arms
He allowed selfishness to grow
In his heart
He closed all doors to goodness
In his mind
He is a successful family man

In her eyes
She held tears of agony
In her face
She allowed sorrow to solidify
In her heart
She is the monument of hopelessness
To her friends (family)
She presented a face of silence

In his hands
He found the hands of brutality
In his heart
He stirred the pot of wickedness
In his life
He is a roaring storm

In her sorrow
She found a tabernacle of hopelessness
In her suffering
She found a well of pain
In his brutality
She projected a face of love
It's the world of Gender-based violence
That left them in a state of hopelessness
One way or the other, they all need help

Say no to gender-based violence

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