Out in the cold he sat,
legs stretched out before him
and palms raised to his chin.
she had been there all this while
seated at the pavement
her stomach bulged before her
Is he doing it right?
Has he been kidnapped?
I bet all these questions echoed in her head.
My heart Sunk.
like a tank of 50kgs of water had been placed.
His eyes screamed fear not help
The innocence, Lord!
the innocence of the child in him
Tears begun to collect at the corner of my eyes,
waiting that my eyelids say Amen
to pave way for them down my chin,
creating an eroded ground from my make up.
I panicked to wipe them
but like running water from heavy rains they moved.
My mind whispered
‘God cover me’
As i stared through the window of the bus,
watching him helpless on the street.
he could be mine, i thought.
She didn’t look needy
nor did she shine anything like the sun.
He was Loyal,
but that wasn’t my problem
he was wanly,haunted and doleful.
Now, that got my stomach churning
and jaws beaten together
trying hard to hide my pain.
his innocence had been traded.