You threw my name on a dirty floor
With the phrase “you disgust me”.
Not a single thought
That I could possibly be the water
That should cleanse your sins.
Now a burst of the placenta,
A whole lineage at risk of drowning.
You let our crystal memories
Swim in your spit.
Sweet words have turned sour,
Not even a fly can kiss them now.
You still continue in my invisibility
That I have built around you.
To look no further than the room
Filled with the love we both left.
You find my lonely shadow there.
Still hopeful
That the square has become more a circle now;
Smooth and honest
It revolves and returns
But the corners are still as sharp as they have been;
Competititive, which one is sharper and effective in these times
Than the other.
We forgot to pack our whole lineages from each other
I have been longing for the awakening of this day
I have come back to collect myself from you
From the umbilical of your feminine
So I may fully return home.
Read – In Plain Sight – A Poem by Rebaone K Motsumi, Botswana
