Rabbit Stew

 

Permit me bid you adieu,

Oh you! Tyrant!

Tyrant!

I beg thee gone-

This instant!

Dissipate in the mists

Apparition of darkness

That you be

I buried you!

I did! I did!

Grim-faced men

Dressed in Kanzu

Lowered you

Buried you

In your mother’s Shamba

Release me from this

Choke-hold,

You!

Release me now!

I beg thee

You are not that gentleman

My mind’s eye just spied

Across the corner on Nasser Road

You are not that man,

Who grinned at me with your

Infectious smile

I beg thee gone

You are not this monster

Rearing its ugly head

In my head

You are not me

You are not you anymore-

You are dead!

DEAD!

Six feet under

Mating with worms and beetles

Reflecting on your misdeeds

Get that in your thick head!

Will you?

I am not to blame

Therefore father of mine

I bid thee gone

From this life

From my life

GO!!!