Why Have You Become A Prostitute My Wife? Poem by Preston Mwiinga

Why Have You Become A Prostitute My Wife?

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When I got you, you were that village girl who was so beautiful though naive in your ways of life.
I was ready to love you because you were my parents best choice for me.
The more time I spent with you, My love grew like a tree planted in a fertile land.
I bathed you with treated water and and put ointments on you. I clothed you with an embroidered dress written on it, ‘I stole your heart' and put sandals of fine leather on you.
I dressed you in fine linen and covered you with costly garments.
I adorned you with jewelry: I put bracelets on your arms and a necklace around your neck,
and I put a ring on your nose, earrings on your ears and a beautiful crown on your head.
So you were adorned with gold and silver; your clothes were of fine linen and costly fabric and embroidered cloth.
Your food was honey, olive oil and the finest flour. You became very beautiful and rose to be a queen. And your fame spread among the nations on account of your beauty, because the splendor I had given you made your beauty perfect.
Ala he ho and he ho Alas my wife.
you trusted in your beauty and used your fame to become a prostitute. You lavished your favors on anyone who passed by and your beauty became his.
You took some of your garments to make gaudy high places, where you carried on your prostitution
I am filled with fury against you, I am divorcing you today[
You adulterous wife! You prefer strangers to my love for you!
You have managed to completely kill the love I had for just like you killed a lot of babies through the many abortions you carried out.
Go away from my house because I did not marry a prostitute.
I am not ready to die of STI's because of you.
When I married you we became one body, but now it is one body against many bodies.
You have slept with many and it has now become your way of life.
Remain well my dear wife, our journey completely ends right here.

Tuesday, September 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: heartbreak,love
maseko mvula 24 January 2018

nice work of art..its really sad how someone goes from goes from good to bad...

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Chinedu Dike 23 January 2018

A sad story of an ungrateful and adulterous wife is aptly captured in the poem. A tale of fundamental betrayal of trust nicely penned with insight. Thanks for sharing Preston.

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Preston Mwiinga 24 January 2018

Thanks alot Chinedu, I am so humbled and thanks a lot for the support. always be blessed in everything

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Rose Kanana 06 September 2016

This is quite deep Preston.Betrayal in marriage is such a letdown.

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Preston Mwiinga 07 September 2016

Yes and at times we turn to wonder what exactly might have gone wrong to that love they hard at first. Though betray is never a solution in life

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Dr Antony Theodore 06 September 2016

When I married you we became one body, but now it is one body against many bodies. becoming one body and one flesh is very much biblical........... thank you very much......... for this poem.

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Preston Mwiinga 06 September 2016

Thank you so much Dr. Tony I am so humbled

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