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Weep With We

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Weep With We

Have you seen my 
mother?
I weep; they 
laugh; you
will weep and 
pity, perhaps.
A blue blooded 
damsel,
Loved and 
respected by
the Germanics.

To a fault, 
hospitable
Til her guests 
bounded her;
With strong, strong 
strings.
Tears embraced her
beautiful face. Her
big bold body 
bounded; beaten.

I weep as her 
pains
I feel.
Her wealth looted
By the lionic lambs.
Helpless she was
Just as Darwin 
predicted.

Her eden plundered
Her parents pulled
Off the ground.
Like a scorpion
She was.
Tears inevitable, I 
weep.

Forced to marry 
this man
That now is my 
father
A strange man 
from
parched lands.
A gold digger,
Grateful to these 
lambs.

Weep with we; 
she became
a slave
In her very own 
palace.
Washing the feet
of her erstwhile
subjects.

She invoked Jesus
To rescue her 
bossom
Her bossom which
I sucked.
How nutritious it 
was.
Her warmth 
inviting.

Daddy befriended 
Kudirat
The mother of his 
god
To consolidate his
dug up fortunes.
Happiness, since 
then
eluded mama; 
weep with we.

Mummy crafted 
many epistles
To the lionic lambs.
Please, in peace 
exeunt
my palace.
Daddy entreated 
them;
Ignore her rants; 
stay.

Weep with we; 
you all.
Father is traitor.
Traitor! Traitor! 
Traitor! But
Jesus granted 
mummy's novena;
Mummy was 
returned her 
palace.
Dad, happy, 
unhappy and 
scheming.

Papa usurped 
mama's
inheritance.
Imposed his lams 
on
mummy's kingdom.
Confiscated many 
of her
hard earn'd monies.

Dad's extended 
family
gave in to
Cliques and 
divisions.
Mom's followed 
suit
And for years we 
drank
Mary's water.

Boom boom boom
Kingdom torn apart
Jostling, everyone,
For a portion.
My cousins were
wounded.

Thorns stuck into 
their
failing flesh.
Powders pushed 
into
their private parts,
Just to consolidate 
the
control of their 
tributes.

These lionic lambs
aside, sat.
Watched. 
Indifferent.
Interested.
In adultery alone.
My mother's 
bossom they lust.

Have you seen my 
father?
I hate him not
I love him not
Neither indifferent
He loves no Jesus
And I have no 
faith in Kudirat.

Once in every gregory
We gather for their marital anniversary
And many my brothers
eat oxygen only.
And my sisters sleep in funny farms.

Many my siblings,
We sing bollywood hymns
And simultaneously play in Chinese
Yet they sacrifice
us
To the goddess of blood.

Mama cries every
dawn
Father Chris gives us
hope
And Jesus stares us
in the face.

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