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The Normal

You told me about her and how much she meant to you, I mean your wife because just like I am a
woman enough with only the difference we have between us being children.
Her hips cracked for your black dump ass, an ass which is a coward and a fatherless figure
Her hips cracked to give you children unlike I could give them to you but “Wait!”
I did not want my own hips to crack for what you called your normal for me to bare children for you

I am black, and I am a female

I have coiled and tangled hair, hair you can never run your fingers through unlike her chemicalized

smooth ones

I am a female capable of taking care of myself and your normal can never be you taking care of me

I feared you with my heart feeling pain every time I was in your presence

It was that Monday night which narrated why I was unease and that Tuesday morning I woke you up

to drive me, so I do not be late for my 7-5-day appointment

Something you were never used to doing or rather never done as you pry on those who are weak to

fight your corrupt mind

You called me in anger for what you feared I would unfold the truth you told me the Monday night

Your eyes wide like a devil’s child ready to take breath from my bones

See! I am so confused how you compared me the woman who gave birth to you and betrayed you in
return to save the woman you left beaten and she who was in need from your escape, the woman you

called your wife

Black normal man you called yourself

Black perfect man you portrayed yourself
Black abusive, cruel and a coward of a man I saw you

See! I lost my respect for you the moment you raised your hands on me

One slap from you was enough

One slap from you was enough for me to notice that my normal with you can never include abuse

Black man stop women abuse

Poet
Masego

Copyright © Masego Nkuna | Year Posted 2019

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