“Nonsense Women”
©2015 Teresa Njoku
They say we have no yesterday
Yet we made the love pact
to people the earth
They say we have no war story to tell
Except wars our men have won
Yet we rear the men
who plant the milestones of time
They say we do not have sense
And our words lack depth
Yet we mold the pots of wisdom
which bear the springs of life
They say we are taken to bridal homes at night
And refuse to see spots of abominations
Yet we see days and nights
In the womb of time
We have heard the whispers of the spirit
Heard the footfalls of ants
We have split the last blood
from which braves buy their name
and remain in the minds and hearts of men
We now await the never-ending light
to lead us home.
Words
©2015 Teresa Njoku
Words fail me often
When I want to speak
Yet I need you words
to purge me
give me relief
with giving feelings form
Words disappear
fly like my deeds
when I need them the most
Yet when I use words
words gain size
become wide
no matter how tiny
in size and shape
I see and hear words daily
Yet I need you word
in this choking dryness
to give me the weapons
so dependable
to master the inner me
and give it form in words.
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