Millenium poems

WIDOWS THEY CRY, WIDOWS THEY SING:

Stand firm widows
learn out of the windows
See your in-laws!
With every belonging of yours,
The brief case
The bank account,the farm and the cattle
And the card of your 110 and the house documents
Denying your nacked children.

Stand firm widows
Watch out on their ugly,shameless faces,
Of re-bathing you to condemn misfortune
And marrying you for the same dowry
Whilst your crying is near
And the bitterness of mourning is clear
Then your crying become bigger
For their fraud care,
Then, they divorce you
Then, they abondon your children
Then they allienate you
Then you loose hope and die

Because you are a woman, an African
Because you are a widow, an African
Because of the taboos and customs of African
Because you never knew a lawyer,an African
Therefore your kids celebrate the agony
Therefore the members of the jurry serve thy shadow
Therefore the widows mourn hopefully
Therefore they sing to rejoice your departure

@nkubaism
@2004