Cece Part 2

CECE

She looks at me
i can feel her anger rising..
boiling...ati you were saying
she glare at mi..
i sit transfixed.. tongue
glued to my teeth..

i desire she would hear my thoughts
and know..my inner turmoil
she softens he gaze..bro...
whats boderin ju..waah da problema
ainy you ganna answer mwaah..

i stare back the alluded joke..
drives a mysterious smile..
this drives her crazy
she walks out on me..
doesn't even look back
nearly being hit by a shuttle

Guilt eats me up
for am the one who has wronged..
my beloved sister..
its hard to have patient
over things whose ur understanding is..
incomplete mocks me my soul...

i eat up my remaining fries
drum up some anger in me...
at least i have a bargaining chip
she didn't eat them chips id bought..
and its sacrilegious throwing away
food with famine looming... like
she would care..cece...

now i have to play placation
wid time she will forgive mi..
for she is ma siz.. cece.. the
lovely little siz.. now a grown
woman..do you know...cece
i leave preparing an offering
to the crazy fate who made 
made me live away from cece..

cece will forgive..after fuming for weeks
shell get used, rite now she is impatient
her new catch keeps flashing..
thats why she doesn't care for a new catch
to a fisherman.. is life


Lewis k Nyaga
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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