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Societal Blindfold

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I did not want to be like them.
I always believed they were to blame.
I only saw what the society defined,
“Women are a problem” yet, I am a woman also.
I believed every word society uttered to me.


Years passed and I grew up with my own truth,
Rather the truth presented to me.
Growing up to the societal good and bad definitions.
Little did I know,
It was never the reality.

I glanced at my own mother crying her life out.
Still, I blamed her and saw a wicked one who
Could not make him stay.
“Mama, you failed us,” only if I knew.
I did not want to be her.
I did not want to be them.

I perceived marriage as a trophy and gold medal of life.
Believed every word my society taught me as a woman.
I focused more on finding the right man.

I snubbed my dreams, potentials, and talents.
Ask me why?
All because I did not want to be them.
 Who is them?
Them single mothers.
They were evil according to my learned descriptions.
Little did I know.

I allowed years to slide.
My dreams called, I closed my ears.
“Women are nothing.”
Only to realize, all was a
Societal Blindfold.

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A penurious life.

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Admiring the mouth-watering menu,

My throat craving for a cold beer.

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Searching my pockets,

A budget for a loaf of bread is the reality.

I then understand why,

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A penurious life.

By Trevor Virima

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Gratifying its way.

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Sunday full of its luxuriate spirit,

Carrying the drowsiness of Monday to a

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Tuesday as it brings the burden of chores.

Wednesday giving light to a thirsty Thursday as we prattle about

Friday becoming a Zip line to an

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Entertaining Saturday.

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The bitterness of bombs

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I wonder why I wonder why?

I grew up in terror

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And I met a terrible error

My life was and is still shattered

And my society scattered

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I wonder why, I wonder why?

The first bomb got me on the top of the hill

But I had to face it with courage and stay still

A couple of bodies laid like flies

And all I could hear were the cries

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I wonder why, I wonder why?

I saw young lads taking the last breathe by my side

To survive I had to dive in no river in order to subside

 The ground was tensed and it couldn’t hold me anymore

And my senses, my throat and my heart were all bitter and sore

I wonder why, I wonder why?

I fled the scene leaving the dead alone and I felt the shame

But who was to be held accountable and who was to be blame

I will live to tell my own story as a single narration

But the history has it all and the full documentation

By Ngaluku Lukulu Chocho

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