Love Cries

The day Thea died you swam in a river of crocodiles

Mourned her with the masses who stood by you

And told the world how much you loved her.

In the dark of the night Thea visits you,

You plead with her to let you go, you are sorry.

On her obsequies you eulogised her with the love you professed for her

That day you didn’t sleep, the memories battered you to maim

The pain of her loving you hit you like a tornado

It was only you and her ghost who knew the truth – she died because of you.

Worms had barely started feasting on Thea

When you buried your grieve in the thighs of another woman

whom you swung your arms on, history repeating itself

until she stumbled on Thea’s note and she joined her.

You met the alpha one armed with the law of the land and was your match

20 years in prison has now birthed you again,

you profess metanoia

You ponder why you never heard those love cries all along

you wouldn’t be hoping for amnesty never coming.