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Then again... sometimes things change
Prologue:
What’s the difference
Between a Nigerian girl
And a Kenyan girl?
Nigerian Girl: Love your hair… buy me a Star!
Kenyan Girl: Love your hair… buy me a Tusker!
Dialogue:
Then again…
Sometimes
Things change
She came to me in a dream
Though I was wide-awake
- albeit through heavily intoxicated eyes -
In a spotlight
Only visible to me
She was lit up
To conceal
The surrounding crowd
And expose
Her irresistible
Beauty
The white cardigan
The dancing stance
The careless smile
The flashing jewellery
The direction she was facing
Her distance from me
The drink in her hand
(her left hand)
All frozen
Into my long term memory
Instantly
A photographic snapshot
Destined to remain
With me for life
Then again…
Sometimes
Things change
Her open hand
Connects solidly
With my drunken head
Several times over
Like a broken record
Playing Beethoven’s 9th
A symphony
Of dysfunction
Generations of abuse
Passed on like outgrown clothes
And harmless idiosyncrasies
Kept intact
Through negligence
And lack of
Self-awareness
Hand-me-down insecurities
And depressions
And psychoses
A heritage
To be proud of
Then again…
Sometimes
Things change
Epilogue:
The circle broken
The marriage commences
Tolerance
And understanding
Won the debate
Another victory
Against the tide
Against the odds
Against the will
Of God
Two broken souls
United
Who could have asked
For worse?
Credits:
Negligent/Abusive Fathers
Spineless/Selfish Mothers
Uncontrollable Egocentricity
Excess amounts of alcohol consumption
Over-exposure to hopelessness and despair
Desensitised moralities
Boredom-killing thrill seeking
Recreational drug taking
Dread in general
Musical therapy
Globalisation
The inevitable
