Jump In Joy
JUMP IN JOY
I slept under punches last night,
Smiled to the hypocrisy of guns on my face,
Wondering how many night and days I should live,
And you still want me to jump in joy.
I wear uniform that has never witnessed water,
I am satisfied with the saliva that feels my stomach,
The mid-day sun curses me when I arrive at school,
And you still want me to jump in joy.
The roads look like my brother wounds,
The farms scream as my bones reply in anger under my stomach,
My dog was last to bury in the long list of the milky ones I buried,
And you still want me to jump in joy.
I wondered if you live like me,
But I saw you giving speeches and promises to soothe us,
In your big bellies I saw my rights,
And you still want me to jump in joy.
If I cry then I am stubborn to you,
If I am angry then I am disrespectful to you,
If I talk then I know nothing to you,
And you still want me to jump in joy.
Copyright © Conrad Kakoko | Year Posted 2022
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