Things

Rebels have gone wrong

Listening to rules regulating their ways of life

Restoring sense of normality in their sights, while their core beings cry foul and betrayal.

Good girls epitomise horrendous lifestyles, pushing manners outside

While hosting behaviour so absurd, their mothers’ prides die at the sight of cows leaving kraals

Fathers beat the flesh aiming to reinstate respect, dignity and wealth

Wealth acquired just by having their daughters’ boobs maintains shape

Enabled to entice Mr Penis behind the zipper.

We write, we sing and we preach one word in one world

But with one word we crash the one world we live in.

We’re leaving, heading towards a place so free and elevating, but that place is in us.

In fumbling on paths leading to our hearts we find comfort

But we refuse to embrace it in fear of debates and contrasts.

Fat bitches meanwhile breathe homophobic flames unto men who embrace beard.

Having suppressed lust for same sex, grown ass women finger adolescent girls

Trying to find their sexual stand, a dream is killed and a soul is buried

A mother is confused, a child is lost, and the world is messed up.

We live, we die and I’m told we live again, but we are lost in finding a way to be ourselves.

We seek the truth, we find lies, and then we realise there’s no hope for our lives,

Therefore we continue to lie. In fact, we die.

Happy read!