I was the river that never stood still
a cup of broken hearts I lay in my wake
I sang sweet, the bird that you could not kill
I took your love and stabbed it with my stake
I was the proud neck that never did bend
the shaking hips that did not succumb to age
lavished your attention, your desires did you spend
These breasts stood tall, I commanded centre stage
I was the tree trunk that refused rot
gallantry and ego, your worship my swell fed
at highest noon, competing with the sun I was hot
I was enigma, your naïveté never resisted
I am a river dwarfed by the ocean
head on a broken neck, breasts gone south
elegant wax figurines caressed by the raging sun
I am a shadow of what was, a walk down the path
Read – Photos of the Day – A Poem by Lema Noel, Tanzania
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