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We were left with about thirty minutes before we could be dismissed for the August holiday. Her blood boiled within her as impatience and expectations ran through her mind. I had promised her that we were going to my place together after school. This girl knew the depth of the pure undiluted love I had for her at the same time, she also knew how much of an expert I was at bottling up my affection.

She was the reason why I quickly understood reproduction in Science, banking and money in Commerce and mupanda and chivakashure in Shona.

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Two years earlier, she was the girl I had first laid my eyes on when she clearly had no idea or faith that one day her physique would be a tourist attraction for men. I saw potential in her and tried to accommodate it by offering the right kind of nutrients and a place were nothing had been sown before but she was busy trying to find self.

I loved her with every dream that wasn’t yet clear to me, every vision that was still in the pipeline and every hope of finding employment after school that I had. Even though she felt the same way, she was still immature to prove it verbally so she did the only thing she knew: muck around.

Tick tock, the siren finally rang kick starting our holiday, we quickly left the school premises headed for what we thought was “my place”. What she didn’t realise is that between the time I told her about going to my place and the time to go, I was busy drafting out another plan so when we’re on our way, I told her about the different change of plans and she didn’t take it lightly(girls will always be girls).

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Our love was telepathic, at least that enough was clear, even though we felt the same way about each other, a proper relationship just seemed impossible and too much a burden. We had nobody to blame for that but ourselves and later came to the realisation that commiting isn’t that hard after all.

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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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By SiCie.

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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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