Madalitso Mwaungulu Poet Prose Poetry

The Lies of Nyamathanga

Ahoy! Lips muzzling down the drain
Minds trying to digest
The four stomachs try to churn the chime
As everything fills up
Filled with the scent of your lies

I vow to you and you alone
That I will give my heart to no other but you
No bones will bother your carcass
Nor no tears mock your cheeks
For I will give you what you deserve
Nothing less, everything more
Whose words are those Nyamathanga?? Eh!

Streams of tears fill the gullies of my cheeks
Fertile hearts eroded by your greed and ungratefulness
The warmness of the sun no longer sustains my soul
For all I can think is your lies 
Only your lies Nyamathanga

I used to sleep like a madman
With smiles attacking my lips 
Smiling in my dreams 
But now I snore like a train
Because of you Nyamathanga

I have eyes, he has
I have a nose, he has
I have legs, he has
What makes him Ronaldo and me Gabadinho?? 
What makes him take my place in your heart?
Nyamathanga, you are the sorrow of my youth

I will never forget the day I opened you
Nor I forget the day I first kissed you
I remember very well
It was there in front of them
Oh! Yes, them the vendors
With ululations and whistles filling the atmosphere
As our lips parted

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