Mutemwa Gideon Poet Free verse

Destiny

There is a stranger in me.
A stranger that just walked in,
Without knocking or asking,
right into my body.
He's made himself comfortable on the couch I sit on,
crossed his legs and put his feet on my footstool,
as if he had arrived home.
And he orders me around, 
like I had been his slave for years.
He invites his friends
people completely unknown to me
Right into the house of my mind; 
To have a party.
They don't introduce themselves to me
They ignore me and treat me as their slave,
in my own house.

I tried chasing them away with sticks,
But the laughed at me.
I tried with iron rods 
and they mocked me.
I tried with spiked clubs
and they spit on me.
I tried with swords
and they invited more friends,
And chased me away.

Now they occupy every room in my house,
Leaving me homeless in my own body.

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