I've known two states; Kenya and the black,
Like a moonless night,
With tangible darkness-
The conjoined twins embraces tenderly.
They are happy, they smile,
When our soapy hands massages their bellies.
These masters of disguised modesty,
Molls in a monumental midnight dance
They know not hungry rats,
Oft° interring them at their will.
And then, for us they wipe seasonal tears,
To clean a conscience so murky.
But again, to our detriment they embrace,
In a haunting intimacy t the new dawn.
Black Intimacy
Brian Bunguswa
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 07/19/2020
Poet's note: It is a verse for the general public. A complaint on the constant corruption that at times we do not have a choice but condone leaders who practice it.
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Poem topics: dance, happy, night, smile, embrace, clean, black, hungry, dawn, conscience, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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