A Nuncle At Home

Harmony had governed the home Kisses and hugs bloomed in their life Trust abounded with his wife Before an nuncle came home Tsunami broke into the home The day became the evening Things changed causing screaming For an nuncle visited home He was namesake to her uncle As he came from wandering Met juice home, unknown juice Infected juice he brought He brought juice to his honey That damaged the man’s love Love fled away, honey became bitter Appalling regret the nuncle caused Openness and truthfulness Build trust between lovers Liars do so for a selfish reason An nuncle is never an uncle Poem by Mugisho N Theophile