Achanda
ACHANDA
Achanda was a no-nonsense lass
Nurtured from a well meaning home
Went to a well established school
Harvested the good grades
And went for further education
And finally passed all the examinations
Achanda was a no-nonsense lass
She grew up
Became a lady
She looked pretty
Kept her dignity
Got a fine body
And looked tidy
Achanda was a no-nonsense lass
She was poised and calm
But a no-nonsense lass
Men ran after her
But she minded her own businesses
The seduced her
But she subdued them
They praised her
But ignored it all
Achanda was a no-nonsense lass
She finished college
And went abroad
She met Derrick
A well meaning Irish lad
Derrick swept her off her feet
They danced in the maddening crowd
And brought life into the world
Achanda was a no-nonsense lass
But the glimmers disappeared with dusk
When Derrick turned into a meaningless lad
He danced with all women in the mass
Mistreated Achanda
A no-nonsense lass
And alas, Achanda took her own life
Achanda gone to dust
Achanda was a no-nonsense lass
Mbabazi Stellah
Copyright © Mbabazi Stellah | Year Posted 2022
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