keep me out of this one

muslim women hijab

 

you would
dismantle life this way
and bear no burden?

the lone yellow pebble
bore witness to the
abduction that took place at midnight

the man was gagged
and bound
and led away as women wept

keep me out of this one

a bear needs
twenty seven square miles
of forest
to live

keep me out of this one

the woman cut the balls off
the man who raped her

keep me out of this one

 

photo – AFP/GETTY images, CNN -’putting the jab in hijab’

words move – evocative short poetry

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Sunday

short poetry religion race family confession sin laughter penance

They say that Africans,
Will have to fight for a place on the bus,

So I am pulling out all the stops.

I am burning incense and,
Turning out closets,
-exorcising demons-

I am fumigating my life,
Throwing out old clothes and,
Trying to curry favour,

-surely children were not meant for the streets,
Nor nations meant for war-

I have found sack cloth and ash and,
I intend to,

Gouge flesh with home-made irons
Flagellate until I bleed sin,
All over the carpet.

There will be gnashing of teeth,
And great wailing,
-effort must be made-

I shall identify,
Church pews with nails and,
Kneel!

But the spotlight keeps missing me,
And I manage only to elicit,

Splendid chuckles from my nephew.


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